Doooo not want.

I absolutely positively do not want to go to the gym today, but I have to since I have an appointment with my trainer at 9. Why in the hell did I agree to go so late? :< It's not the time that really bugs me (although I'll start nodding off around 10), but it's the drive home. Woeeee. I hate driving.

But at least I am forcing myself to drive so I can get some sort of practice, and that having a trainer actually forces me to go to the gym.

It is so hard to get me to go to the gym on days like this when I have no desire to (and sometimes Detectives Benson and Stabler win me over and I wind up watching Law and Order all night) but when I'm actually there, I feel as if there's nowhere else I'd rather be. I'm tired as fuck and everything is sore and I think I'm going to die, but all I can think to do is to run past everything. They say that dreams are made up of clips and scenes that your eyes saw during the day but didn't process that your brain tries to make sense of during the night. Well, for me, running is when my brain takes all the things I don't want to think about during the day and puts them in order for me as I run. I don't consciously do it, but I know that as soon as I'm walking out of the gym, I know that I feel a thousand times better than from when I walked in. The runner's high is amazing.

Want to know what else is amazing? My ass, from all that running. Ohhhhhhhhhhh! Haha. Seriously though, my ass is great. It's always been great, but now that it's tightened from the exercise it looks even better. Ahahahahaha. :D

Ugh. I guess I'm heading to the gym now even though it's dark and gross =x

Edit:
This is totally relevant. I also want to go buy a pair of Nikes, for the sheer awesomness that is this ad campaign. (Click to embiggen)