I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
Can't. Think. Of. Anything. To. Blog. About.
I guess I should take a picture of the monstronsity we just put up in our garage that renders me powerless against exercise excuses from now on. Our friends gave us this big weight training thingy and bench. I'll post it later when I get home, you know, after I use it so my husband doesn't kill me for taking away his "husband land" and turning it into a gym. Hehe. Shit.