I'm on a new diet.
Okay, I know I've said that here and here and here. But I think I might have just found something to help ensure my ass gets in gear: A gym buddy. My friend D Money introduced me to another gal, 33, who's in really good shape.
She and I go to the same gym, only she really goes and I just pay my monthly fee and keep my tennis shoes in a locker there.
Well, 33 and I talked last Friday about getting into some kind of pattern in going to the gym. I know I was doing really well months ago when my old gym bunny and I were going regularly (shout out here to my Honorary Big Sis!)
Ever since I moved north of the Mason Dixon line though, it's been a different story. My sleeping schedule is all out of whack, and that's made me a permanent growth on my couch when I'm not running mandatory errands or at work.
Hopefully the gym buddy thing will help. My birthday's in about two months and I'd really like to do a physical renovation before I hit 29.