This morning, Chelsey and I got up and hit the gym. We did half an hour of cardio on the elliptical, followed by lower body exercises: squats, lunges, deadlifts and the like. Thankfully she still seems to like me alright, despite the fact that I wore a super old pair of gym shorts that were inappropriately brief. What a friend.
Afterwards, we came home and had breakfast! Oatmeal for her, protein cereal for me. Surpriseeee.
You know what's always really sad for me? Finishing my breakfast. It's such a bummer to get to the end of the bowl...and unfortunately, this happens every single day. It's upsetting.
(I finally have someone here to take awkward solo shots of me and yes, I'm totally taking advantage of it.)
Off to do the tourist thing. Have a wonderful day!!
Working out with friends: fun or awkward?
