WTF BRAD PITT?!

Jessica and I went to the Y this afternoon for our workout, and it didn't really go too well. It didn't really help that I was so bloated it felt like I had a beach ball crammed under my shirt all morning. We got there and it was packed, sadly. We never got to do our cardio because all the machines were taken, so we just skipped it and went to weights. Weights kicked my ass today, and I'm not quit sure why. My muscles were rather fatigued and my heart rate was going crazy. Not to mention I was on FIRE! I blame it on womanly problems, and I will hold to that.

After weights we decided to go swimming to maybe get in a little cardio. So we switched into our bathing suits (I can proudly say mine is beginning to look better and better everytime I put it on) and went out to the pool. Before we even got out the door I noticed some kid was waving at me. Huh? *DING* It was Rhone! GOOD GOD THERE'S RHONE AND HERE I AM IN MY BATHING SUIT! I think I can honestly say all the blood rushed to my head and I became a lovely shade of HOLY SHIT red. So I foolishly waved back attempting to cover myself with my towel and not slip and fall.

Note to self: Check pool for any attractive/semi-attractive men/boys before walking out like a hippo in a tankini.

We swam around and I think my self confidence levels dropped about 4 million levels (Remember.. I still feel like I have a beach ball under my suit). So what if I compare him slightly to Brad Pitt. IS IT MY FAULT THEY LOOK SIMILAR IN MY EYES?!

Next time I go swimming.. I'm wearing a garbage bag.

*cough*helookedreallyhotinaspeedothoughhahaha*cough*

OldBlueChair85 (5:00:13 PM): nut huggers...

LMAO!

Ja Mata.