Weight: x+17.8 (Yes, that counts as losing weight...)
Random thoughts in my head right now...
I took my first gym class in years, and yes, I still hate them. A lot. I was feeling so "open to new things" and positive that I made a big mistake. I told the instructor my real name. Whoops! So for the full hour, all I heard was "Kelley, tuck your seat, roll your shoulders back, hold your abs tight" - I wish I had told her my name was Sasha. Being the New Girl in class sucks. However, I think I was the only one to do "real" push-ups. Yeah, that's right, all 40 of them! 4-0! I'm considering that a WIN! (PS - how is it that I ran 8 miles straight without stopping yesterday, and I put my freaking leg up on a bar, and it's shaking uncontrollably after an 8-count, argh!)
If the class was designed to make me want to come home and jam as many pretzels dipped in nutella in my mouth in a minute, then mission accomplished! (Also, Selena Gomez blamed nutella for some health issues recently, and I just want to say: Selena, if you lied and are really on drugs, you're going down! Why would you give nutella a bad name? Moms have ENOUGH trouble getting their kids to eat a healthy breakfast of chocolate flavored toast! Wasn't sullying the Bieb's good name enough for you?)
In other news, I freaking love Fox's New Girl. I couldn't love it more. I could try, but it might take some kind of Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind procedure where I was forced to forget all of the other awesome shows I've loved before. I'm hugging it in my mind.
And since I work in TV and have strong opinions about shows, I thought I'd give you my synopsis of the 2nd episode of Playboy Club:
Bunny 1: Hey, remember what happened last week?
Bunny 2: Yeah.
Bunny 1: Darn, I was hoping you forgot so I could remind you for an hour.
Bunny 2: Go ahead and act like I said I didn't remember. We don't have any better ideas after all.
Bunny 1: OK!
Wow, guys. That was painful.