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I so so so do not want to go teach.

What I want to do instead, is sit on my couch and watch the Saved By the Bell marathon. Damn.

Must traipse over to the Rogers courthouse today to take care of the lack of insurance kurfaffle.

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Okay. So in an effort to break out of my 'woe is me and my fat' routine, I've joined a gym. Yes, the UofA has a gym, but I hate it. It's cramped, it's full of large football players, and more than anything, it's at the UofA. After a long day working and going to school there, the LAST thing I want to do is continue to be there. I don't like working out in front of kids, especially kids I probably have or will have taught.

So, anyway, Wednesday I'm meeting with a trainer who will help me design a program or something.

 

It was funny going in there, though. All these tan, sporty people being all tan and sporty. And I'm like, uh......no one look at me!  But the gym is huge and nice and has lots of classes and the like. I'm excited, sort of. As excited as one can get about something one KNOWS will hurt.

But I am making a stand. No more bitching, must take action. Think I will give weekly reports or something just to keep me honest.