As it turns out Darco came home late from the ‘company meeting’ this evening; meaning that there wasn’t time to get to the gym before it closed tonight.
What does that mean?
It means I’m packing two bags for tomorrow; one with all of my school stuff, and another filled with gym clothes, shampoo, etc…
I’m heading to the gym at 5:00 AM.
I hate my life.
Not nearly as much as I hate being fat.