Monday, March 7

blog; Her name is Maya,

and I hate her.

I am allowed to hate her because she is my digital personal trainer, the host of the Wii game My Fitness Coach (which seems to have disappeared off the shelves because I can't find it anywhere anymore), and doesn't care that I haven't played the game in a solid seven months. She won't stop to let me take a breather; no, this woman will tell me to do my squats and remain effortlessly effervescent while I struggle along.

I'm insanely out of shape if I can't even last fifteen minutes without my knees going all rickety.

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