I'm catching myself hating myself for not going to the gym. Every night I say to myself that I'll go tomorrow but then I don't. Like today I wore yesterday's clothes because all my summer clothes were dirty so I had to do my laundry which always eats an hour-and-a-half hole in my afternoon. The gym is open 24/7 so I really have no excuse. Some days I go to Starbucks and think "I'll go after I'm done here" but then I'll realize that I wore my flip flops and you can't really wear those on a treadmill. What is WRONG with me? I used to enjoy walking. And they have TV's so you're not bored! And my workout bag is in the car all ready to go!

I talked with my dad yesterday for his birthday- he turned 75. We only talked for 5 minutes though. He was out with my sister and her family and one of my sister's friends and eating noodles as we talked. He seemed disappointed with our conversation as he said basically that he was going to go back to the conversation with the people he was with as our conversation had dwindled. *Sigh*. What could I say? "Hey Dad, why don't you stop being a jerk to everybody!"?