This is after I smoothed my hair down and wiped most of the sweat off of my face.
I go lift weights at the gym and come home and do some insane cardio where I strip down and feel like I am going to die. I feel like I have more energy and am extremely pooped all at the same time. But I need to get those abs to match my husbands. He's a pretty humble guy so he will never show them off but trust me....damnation! (I've quite the cursing game)
Oh and Jenni because I know you noticed and will probably comment. The closet door is open because when they replaced them I can no longer shut them without it coming off track and making me angry. Yes, I have brought it up with the landlord. Need I say more?
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But at least I can see the nice shelving and a real closet rod.
I love your face even when you look crazed. I can't wait to see you in June. Come see me now!!!
You're always beautiful to me:D
Once upon a time, long, long, ago, I had abs. True story!
I hear you on those landlords...
Mad props to you on your exercise routine - weight lifting is still my enemy. Also good luck in your quest for a six pack, I think boys have a definite genetic advantage in that arena.
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