This month I joined the gym – I figured I should at least make one attempt a year to pretend to care about my health & fitness. Classes at Crunch are included in the price of membership, so I’ve been trying to go to as many as possible. Tonight I went to The Ride, a 45 minute spin class. It is literal death. Not kidding. I am typing from the grave. I had to crawl up the stairs to my 4th floor apartment like a silly little child.
If I didn’t have some serious social engagements coming up, I would nip this nonsense in the bud. And by social engagements I mean reading by myself in Central Park this summer.