Wednesdays. I want to love them because they are the middle of the week. I also hate them because they are the middle of the week. Either way, I have my pink on so let’s confess a few things.
Today’s work out was lower focus once again. Maybe that is why I am hating on Wednesday, it seems to be what Shaun T asks me to do the last two Wednesdays. Lower focus and ab days kill me. I have never been this sore after a work out in my life, I dont think. (Cue the dramatics. I am pretty sure I have been.) Squat. Lounge. Squat. Lunge. Squat jump. Lounge pulse. JUST KILL ME NOW!!! I went to bend down to fix Chris’s pant leg this morning after my work out and I seriously wanted to cry.
This morning I listened to the entertainment buzz on the way in. I don’t know why, I could give two shits less about most celebrity gossip. They were talking about how parents are upset about Miley’s new tour. I am sorry parents, but why are you bitching? Have you seen her on TV lately? Her tongue is hanging out, she is twerking it with everyone and smoking pot at awards shows. Why the fuck do you think her concerts are going to be rated G?!?!!?! You have no right to bitch about how shocked you were that her concert was inappropriate. She is no longer Hannah Montana.