Tails of a 17th Street Geisha

I’m obsessed with running.

My co-worker Jeannine and I had promised eachother to have one slumber party at either my house or hers this week before I left for Tex-ass. I ended up spending the night at her house on Tuesday and brought work out clothes, even though she didn’t think we would have time after work to go to the gym (and she doesn’t wake up early enough to do it  in the AM).

I ended up spending the night at her house and running around her hood. When i came back from my run I realized that I could have used her gym because her gym access card was attached to her house keys that I had to use to get back into her house after my run (she was still sleeping after my 1/2 hour run at 8am!)

Here’s why I’m obsessed. I ended up crashing at her house A SECOND NIGHT IN A ROW because I knew that I could go to her gym in the morning. I was thrilled to be able to run on a treadmill, indoors. I ended up running for another 1/2 hour and some extra 10 minutes running to and from her house.

Random thought: Jeannine discovered that Quaker Oatmeal bars that are marked "low-carb" are really the same thing as the original oatmeal bars, you’re only eating less of it! They repackage the same old thing but serve you with smaller size and call it LOW CARB. WHAT A CROCK OF SHIT!

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