Unfit for duty

December 30th, 2006

I think of a hero as someone who understands the degree of responsibility that comes with his freedom.
– Bob Dylan

Oh goodness. I love this whole holidays laziness thing, but I feel so unfit. I haven’t done yoga in months. I ran in the summer time, and I liked it. I hate the gym. I need to really learn to get back to yoga and do some more exercises at home. At least I can get some flexibility exercises in, and if I get a Pilates DVD I’ve wanted for ages, that will help too.

Elizabeth caught me online and said she was going to exercise because she ate so much today. I felt like such a fat bum. I have been online all day watching Torchwood and not even reading! Elizabeth is in the best shape I’ve ever known her. She’s gorgeous, finally realized that Toronto is a shopping haven and is still a Dean’s List BioTech student on her way to becoming a doctor. It makes me envious. Also, I can’t get over how she called me cute the other day. Oh goodness, that irritates me so much sometime. I guess I take it for granted how much of a compliment it can be, but I still have gripes over it. My image of myself is somewhat cute and adorable, but more. MORE!

Seriously, I don’t like going to the gym, but if I want to do strength training at all, I should. I can procrastinate my cardio until snowless weather, but at least I enjoy it and it can be proven that I do it.

Off to bed early so I can wake up early for yoga.