galaxy42

I went to bed early last night (10:30pm is early compared to the life I've led the past 2 months since moving here) with the help of a few pharmaceutical friends. And now I'm up at a "normal person" time. I'm going to the gym. I've been a Bally Total Fitness member since 2000 (operating under the Chandler Bing plan of being able to count on one hand the total number of times that I've actually gone). I want to make it routine. The apartment complex that I left in Ohio had it's own fitness room. Whenever I was able to work up the motivation to go on a regular basis, I felt a whole lot better about myself and the world.

I'm horribly out of shape right now too. I haven't done shit since the surgery... that on top of a daily diet of more beer than I really should be drinking has made me a little doughy...