Ten minutes ago, I just finished my first trial of p90x. I pondered and pondered how I am supposed to workout while I'm here since YMCA is 6 miles away but 6 miles here could = 60 minutes of traffic. There's no way in fuckland that I am spending an hour in traffic to workout. Also, the Camden assholes across the way denied me the right to workout in their crappy gym, even if I paid a membership. I wish I could fight the desk-girl there. I'd bitch-slap her with her stupid dorky emo glasses. Walking/running around the neighborhood could result in me getting run-overed or raped so that's out of the question. I'm supposed to be picking up an elliptical today, which I still might do. But I just might continue this p90x routine. I'm not a big fan of the way it makes girls' bodies look. I want the Jennifer Aniston/skinny Jessica Simpson body...not the boxy, man-muscled Jessica Biel body.
I guess Jessica Alba's body is cool too. But she's more... curvy. I like tight and toned. I know boys like the curvy type. But they can kiss my ass.
The girls who come outta p90x end up looking like this.
Jessica Biel looks like she'd be SOOOOOO boring to talk to. Plus her voice is gross. When I think of a hot vanilla white girl, I think of her. No wonder Justin Timberlake cheated on her. Justin's got a lottttta flava for a whiteboy. But he's not do-able for me. His chipmunk voice and wide head is a deal-breaker. He'd be just a cool guy to hang out with. But Jessica Vanilla does look good here:
The conclusion of p90x is: I shall do it combined with the elliptical I will get. The toolbox trainer on p90x says to take pictures of one's progress so here's my day #1:
Shut up. I haven't worked out in a MONTH. So, it'll get better. Gooooooo Iroar!!!! I'm excited. I have some men I want to seduce. But they don't live here. Must get into tip-top figure before I start the Iroar seduction program on their doomed asses.
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