"What you gon do with all that junk? All that junk inside your trunk?"

I'll tell you what I'm gonna do with all this "junk." Never take a spinning class again. Yep. Over it. In the words of my impossibly tiny co-worker, Diana, you feel a little violated after cycling. My derriere is aching in words that I cannot describe. Our teacher told us to go home and eat some "good" carbs to replenish all the blah, blah, blah....blah, blah, blah. I am now home eating a chocolate chip cookie from the Publix Deli and drinking a Coke Zero. Yep, so over it. I didn't realize how great my relationship was with the treadmill until today. Think I'll stick with what I know, peeps.

Time for a bubble bath. Catch you tomorrow!