i'm ever-lovin' dead meat!!!
i finally hit the gym after a long month or more of break and i feel like i'm going to die.
my legs are like jello and you'll notice from my handy accountability log o'er yonder that i only went a measly 1.5 miles. the lunges and weights and sit-ups are what killed me though.
if i can just survive the next week there might be hope for this poor decrepit sack of jiggle.
i'll keep my log updated and even if no one pays attention to it, i'll still have a tiny little niggle of conscience telling me that SOMEone might be noticing and i should really keep exercising, for that one person's sake, whoever it might be.
there's never anyone in the gym by the time i go, so i have to have someone somewhere as a little accountability or i'll never keep it up.

so whoever you are, thank you.