Last nights gym playlist boiled down to a pleasing mix of MSI, Calabresse and Die Cheerleader Die.
It got me through an hour and a half in any case.
I officially dislike arm bikes was the final conclusion of the evening.
I also dislike my stupid brain and this morning I managed to gouge a lump out of my arm.
Yes yes, self harm is bad blah blah blah.
Except it's not really. It's delightfully contained and most importantly it WORKS.
So don't frown on me, or feel sorry for me if you notice scratch marks on my arms. I'm dealing and venting...just breath a sigh of relief that I'm not taking it out on you or bothering you with my petty insecurities.