I had a session with one of the personal trainers my work offers it’s employees. People might wonder why it’s taken me a year and a half to do this, seeing as it’s a free service. But you see, they require a doctor’s signature, and I don’t tend to go to the doctor.

But I finally got all my paperwork lined up, had a fitness eval (which included being weighed and measured, which I like much, much worse than seeing how many push-ups I can do, or how much weight I can lift). And then today they set me up with my exercise routine. Long story short, my behind has been royally kicked. After this, I think I deserve to take a couple three months off, right?

But one good thing tame out of all this pain. I realized that I really do need (not want — no, no — NEED) an MP3 player. How can one be expected to spend that much time doing un-fun things without music or audio books to listen to? One can’t be. That’s all there is to it.