Hey kids.  Coming at you from the comfortable position on my couch, after a long workout because that's how I roll.

So I am happy to report that I am still on track with my workout and I am getting BUFF.  Partly because I have actually worked out now for three weeks straight, but also because I am going to get strong enough to kill Chris Majors for making my workout something that only prison inmates set on revenge should do. 

Anyway, the whole workout thing is pretty much the lowlight of the day, not the working out so much as the dread of having to go there, and the fact that I am tanorexic so the entire time I am on the elliptical machine I am worried that I am blinding my fellow worker-outers with my ridiculously white legs.  I am pretty sure that if Rudolph gets sick next Christmas I could light the way for Santa's sleigh with just my calves.  That would be fun.

And it also bugs me a little that despite my working out, I still almost bit it AGAIN when we played softball this past week.  Ugh!  I didn't actually fall but I ended up hitting the longest single in the history of church softball as a result of my clumsiness.  Yeesh.

Okay kids.  I will be back with more tales from the South soon.  There is a new addition to the chronicles of the Homeless Ninja Yardman that I think you will all enjoy.