Saturday, June 28, 2008
The gym dance
The night before: I'm totally going to go. Look, I'm putting my running shoes by the beside next to those running pants that make my bottom look quite good. See, there you go, I'm setting the alarm for 6.30am. *Yawn*
6.30am: Wha- the? Fuck no, snooze!
6.45am: It is FREEZING. My feet have actually turned to blocks of ice. Surely getting up in this temperature can't be right? I'll just wait for them to thaw...
6.50am: Probably still have time? Maybe?
6.55am: Maybe not.
7am: Okay definitely not.
7.05am: I could still totally make it. If I wanted.
7.15am: Bath instead?
7.16am: Oh yeah - bath instead. Where's my book?