Woke up today determined to have a great day. Somehow, the Ipod was programmed to the letter 'T' and it read 'Tchaikovsky'. So I dont have a very calm disposition and dont ever listen to classical music unless I'm studying (cue rolling eyes). I decided to go with it. 'Coz, ya know, I was gonna have a great day dammit!

I put it on and went to the weights room and pumped iron to...errr...Tchaikovsky. Not too bad, got through it in 25 minutes, followed by a 50 minute run, 10 minutes of stairs and 7 minutes of skipping rope. My ponytail was high and mighty, 'coz ya know, I was having a great day!

Whatever! Bite me!
70 seconds of wall sits.