I'm saying good by to beer. Good by to quesedillas in 2 am. Good by to sugar and pasta.
Groan. I have put this off for too long and now am going to pay the price. How was I ever going to get back in shape? Only when I couldn't hide from it anymore. I'm a great procrastinator and have told myself that my couch potato ways have been good for me, that I need to save my energy for the stage.
Well, all the self deception is over. I was told I would not be appearing as Parsifal with a shirt on. I was to be "an animal, ravaged by the elements, a bloodthirsty hunter. Not heroic in the beginning." So, not only is this my first foray into Wagner, it's also time to stop making excuses and get my lazy butt into the gym.
I'm not looking forward to the sweat. I doubt I'll get to a 6 pack. But I might manage to get this 1 pack to a 3 and a half pack.
1 comments:
Not laughing. Honestly! ;-) Good luck with all that!
K
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