the gym

there was a time when i lived for it, the hum of the treadmills, the camaraderie of the lifters, everyone there looking to get in better shape, to maintain, to expose those abs hidden under a layer or 2 of skin.

and now...i honestly am not that into it.  the tiresome treadmill, mundane weights, blah blah blah.

i spend thousands of dollars on celebrity personal trainers to entertain me and keep me interested.

i wish i could eat and eat and eat and stay stick stick thin.

woe to my mediocre metabolism.