Twice?!? In a row?!?

Today, my friends, I am here to write to you about something that hasn't happened in quite some time. That's right, I'm posting on consecutive days. And not only that, but I'm writing to you claiming victory of another sort. I have worked out two days in a row. Cue the trumpets and dancing girls!!! Tonight, I was stuck at work until about 6:30, and had already eaten dinner around 4:45, anticipating the later exit from work and eventual workout. As I was preparing to leave, I got a phone call from an old friend that I recently reconnected with. She had tickets to some critically acclaimed movie playing at the Metro, and asked if I would like to go. I considered it pretty seriously, as I was kinda tired from a relatively long day at work, and going to the gym sounded like a pretty lame option that late in the day. However, I persevered, declined the hangout, and went to the gym anyway. I proceeded to lift weights and hit the elliptical machine for 25 minutes afterwards. Needless to say, this is an unusual series of events for me lately. Usually the urge to skip the gym and do something a bit more fun, and a bit less tiring, wins nine times out of ten. Please allow me to toot my own horn for just a minute longer until I tell you the other factor in this story.

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OK, so some of the truth was left out above, which was that I would have had to go home and change into a new pair of pants before hitting the movie. I had a bit of a wardrobe malfunction today, one totally unnoticed by me until a mother of four pointed it out as I turned to leave her career station. That's right, unbeknownst to me, I had ripped a six inch hole in my brand new pants, right on the left butt cheek. I'd been walking around for God knows how long, but probably two or three hours, flashing my boxers at the whole world. I guess it's a good thing the IOC wasn't in town, or it would have been goodbye Olympics, hello worldwide embarrassment. Anyway, I spent the afternoon at work in my exercise clothes, which is a good look I must say. At least I got out of answering the doorbell when it rang both times. So that's the whole story right there, bailed on a movie to go to the gym because I was already wearing the outfit. Of course, I'm still gonna put this on the resume because of the complete workout, as well as foregoing the option of just going straight home, which did cross my mind. Hopefully this means that I'm in the right state of mind to get this thing accomplished once and for all. Gonna try and post tomorrow, although I may or may not be having dinner with the Barretts, who are back in town. Either way, I'll be hollering at y'all real soon.

Cheers,
Blake

p.s. Almost forgot to mention this, but somehow I ended up losing three pounds while I was in Canada, which was nice and motivating. The weekly weigh in stands at +96 lbs. More to come later.