I don't understand how I can wake up early on a Saturday to get to the gym. Sweat my ass off, then come home and crash the whole afternoon. I feel so non-energetic and immobile in my bed. Where is that energy that the gym is supposed to provide?
So I had this insane craving for Nutella on bread for awhile. Today, I SATURATED that craving and then some by spreading a generous serving Nutella over 3 madelines (buttery cookie-cake yummy stuff), oh and the serving of chocolate ice cream before that.
Now, my lazy ass is in bed, digesting all this chocolate.
At least this moment of weakness / celebration gives me a reason to haul my ass to the gym.
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