It is so much fun.
I’m starting to think that if this med school thing doesn’t pan out I need to be a personal trainer/nutritionist/physical therapist.
I still want to be a sports surgeon, but that could be oodles of fun, too.
Wanting to dress cute because the weather has finally turned beautiful, but knowing it would be worthless because you have some sort of workout in a few hours.
This is nice and all, but I feel prettiest after the gym because I’m on a wicked nice endorphin rush…..
Just sayin’
When I go to the gym, this is my baby.
I love it.
And I love how I’m the only girl there that knows how to use it.