The Fool

27 August: 80.0 kg and a less-sore back. I actually got a little time in with the dumbbells and barbells, too. Which I really should make a regular occurrence. I didn't make it to the gym on Wednesday because I was nursing my sore back with a bottle of wine (and by bottle I mean 80% of a whole bottle by myself) which didn't work quite the same as aspirin would've, but was much easier to find at the supermarket. And if you don't count the bread I ate while sipping wine last night, I've made it this whole week without dinner yet. Horray for idiotic narcissism!