I've been told in the past that I write well, and should consider following through with one of the novels I've started and tossed aside in the past.
I doubt I could muster up enough creativity or determination to actually finish one, so maybe I'll stick to blogging, tweeting, and talking to random strangers on the TTC.
Here's my little bed time short-story for today:
There was once a man named Tony Horton.
He was a man who could make a girl sweat, cry, and even throw up sometimes... All within approximately one hour.
Every day, for 90 days, he provides challenges and encouragement. Aside from this, he also provides the opportunity to have a smokin' body if you manage to follow through with what you've started.
Nikki is one of the women who returns to him every day regardless of the torture that the Plyometrics days bring.
(If you don't know, Nikki is me... And today was a Plyometrics day.)
Now Nikki is done her workout, and is going to bed, because Tony tired her out.
The end.
See? It's a lovely story.
Now here's a lovely picture:
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