Okay, so I joined a fitness club, completely overriding my self-awareness of tendencies towards slothfulness and languor. Since I can't sit in front of LED lights all winter, and have no desire to buy mukluks, it's probably a good move to get my blood moving along my arteries by exercise, not more cofffffeeeee.
My heart will pound out of my chest, and my breathing will be labored. I don't want to listen to bodily signs of my own surrender, so I've purchased an MP3 player. That's right: I've joined the modern age! The future is here! Check it out: It's Lego! It holds 2GB, which is 500 songs, nearly 470 than I have downloaded on my computer. Forty dollars keeps me on the treadmill, and away from the snowdrifts.
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