Working it out.

I love working out. I love how you feel the lactic acid in your muscles, and how you don't have to think about anything but running or lifting.
I realized yesterday after my 3 hours in the gym, that I could never meet a guy there. I am in my own little world, which does not include any interaction with others except to make sure they are finished with machines.
And thank god for no skeezzyness bothering me in my 3hours of zen.
I thought I was in much worse shape than I actually am in. I mean I should be incredibly, smithers-walking sore, but I'm actually not sore at all. Cool.