Thursday, Apr. 10, 2003
Dear Diary: It's probably a good thing that I don't have a penis. One of the things you might not know about me is that there are times in my life when I completely understand why animals lift their legs and pee on things to mark them as their territory. And, well, if I had a penis I'm not sure I could resist the temptation to mark the leg press machine at my gym. Oh, who am I kidding? If I had a penis, I would mark the leg press in a heartbeat. Thus (and really, don't you feel that the world is a better place every time we see the word "thus"?) I think we can all agree that me being a penis free zone is probably for the best. Why the obsession with the leg press machine? Well today I bumped it up to 375 pounds which makes me Queen of the Leg Press at my gym. As far as I know, no other woman is pushing that kind of metal. Not that I'm insanely competitive or anything and would, you know, ask the trainers about that. After all, pinning your self-esteem to pushing heavy amounts of metal up in the air with your legs for no apparent reason Would Be A Pitifully Sad Thing To Do. It must have been someone who looked like me who questioned the trainers, eh? Goal for 2003: 500 miles - 804.5 kilometers
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