My whole adolescent life, I wanted to be athletic. I was very active in sports but I wasn’t athletic per se. I had fantastic hand-eye coordination but I was always a little slower and a little less of an athlete than my friends. In the bumfuck town I grew up in, there were literally 270 people
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I wish I could be singing the melodies of Florence and the Machine to report that the Dog Days are infact over. Alas, the search continues for our missing family member, Roxy. Today, at the shelter the staff member told my sister (mother to my beloved niece), “She’s very beautiful.” Sister: “Yes, she is.” Rude
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It’s Saturday and after taking a break from the gym, yesterday, to catch up on the sleep I lost watching Hunger Games at an ungodly hour, I’m ready to pump some iron. Or whatever those bacteria infested dumbells are made from. It’s no secret that incorporating strenght-training into your exercise routine is a must for
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I would venture to say there is at least one thing we don’t particularly like about our appearance. Maybe some of use would love a free, painless nose job to rid the hump. Maybe others would like Velashape to ask us to be their spokesmodel and in turn give us free fat suction treatments…or whatever
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