Workin It, III

Been two months, (longer?) and I must say, it's been interesting. I'm beginning to understand why buff people seem so dumb...I think the body automatically shuts down sections of the brain in order for the muscles to get enough oxygen. I feel great and I look hot, but damn am I brain-dead. Seriously, all the calories must be going to my body, cuz I don't know dick. Ask me anything, ask me who Dick is, I cannot think up even a halfway intelligent answer, mostly I just kinda nod and try to look knowing. Fail. On the bright side, I'm getting back into shape, hell, I can crack walnuts with my bare thighs. Too bad I don't know what walnuts are. Maybe next month my brain will start up again. All this dumb-blondeness fun is wearing a tad thin.g. Speeling skills will prolly be the next thing to go. Sense of humor has departed. It's not funny!! >:-/

PS my boobs constantly hurt from being crushed and mangled and forced into tight sports bras. No wonder our female gym teachers were always so damn cranky. They had to wear the damn things 40 hours a week.