I nearly broke my arm trying to take this picture.

I set a goal for the month of march to exercise 30 minutes a day at least 4 days a week. Some of you are laughing out loud as you read this while running the 25th mile of your daily marathon.

Well screw you.

I hate exercise. I have hated it ever since I graduated from elementary school and PE became a required class.

The one surefire way to make me hate something is, of course, to make it mandatory. (Yes I was my parents’ least favourite child, why do you ask?)

Anyway, it’s only the first full week of march and already I am regretting my goal setting decision. Why couldn’t
I have set a fun goal, like eat an otter pop every day of the month or something? Who knows.

Nevertheless, 2012 is, for me, turning out to be a study in doing things I’d rather not do and turning out better for it.

I trust this experiment will end the same.

I trust.

I’M LOOKING AT YOU, BATHROOM SCALE.

In other news, smartphones were a really good idea, yeah?

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