tonight, i had one of those long 'uns. i knew i was gonna be riding (i prefer to call it riding, it makes it sound more enjoyable. thank you very much.) the treadmill for a while. my plan was to watch the first hour of american idol and then find something else...larry king live, the ut game, preds game and the golf channel were my favorites tonight. i also have major issues with looking at all the televisions in my viewing area to see if someone else might be watching something that i should be interested in or am missing.
so why tonight, when i was all geared up to decide between my choices: preds, ut or larry king...did i look in front of me? to the bikes. darn that girl that was watching a walk to remember. or maybe my stupid self for turning MY tv to that movie knowing what would happen.
the first time i saw this movie years ago, i knew nothing about it.
it had a boy and girl on the front of the VHS that were gazing
into each other's eyes. of course that looked awesome.
yeah.
so i watched it. and hated all the people that should have told
me to read the book before hand or give me a clue as to what
the movie was actually about.
i happened to have a towel, a large dry-your-body-off towel
on the bed. uh-huh. by the time the movie ended, the towel was
soaked with tears. soaked. i was clutching it like a baby
and rocking back and forth.
seriously, people.
why would someone not clue me in before i do this to
myself? needless to say, the movie is awesome. i am a
sucker for sappy love stories. (p.s. will someone please tell
mandy moore that her fiance, ryan adams, who rocks,
needs to fix his hair color. thank you.)
i handled myself fine, thank you very much. there was no sobbing at least. between the sweat and tears, i am sure i was a sorry site. i'm not gonna lie, there were tears. but i figured since there was so much sweat, what's a little liquid coming out of the eye. all for love. if you know me, please just for a second picture me running (uh huh), sweating badly and crying. i am sorry. wow. those poor people working out around me. and then to beat it all, i had to work out until the movie was over. why do i do this to myself? i have the dvd at home. but then again, we all know the condition of my television.
my workout tonight was a walk/run to remember.
that's funny!
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