Weeks 6 and 7
Friday, March 3, 2006 @ 6:16 pm by -DS-Week 6:
Because of my trip to El Yunque I took a break this week because my legs were asking to. Used the cycle like two days, but not at high intensity.
Week 7:
No more cycling. I got tired of that shit and went back to the park. Now I am waking up at 5:30AM and spending around 45 minutes jogging. I get more tired doing this instead of using the cycle, but it’s also more relaxing…
Anyway, I would write my goals for next week but I am too tired because today I went with a Driver to test my new program that runs in a PocketPC but I also helped him to deliver the merchandise, and that means that I carried a LOT of boxes…. Bleh, I need to ejaculate on my boyfriends chest pronto, my dick is craving for his mouth.
Oh boy!, I will get in trouble for that last comment, LOL, but I am lucky, his computer is broken so he might wont be able to read it until Monday, jijijijijiji.



March 3rd, 2006 at 9:30 pm
Remember when you bought that bike, that I told that it was boing to end up covered with dirty laundry, and you insulted me, well you see,,I was right.
March 3rd, 2006 at 10:31 pm
OMG 2 sexy guys… chest ejaculation… sexy gay porn…
CAN I WATCH?!?!?!?!
j/k
March 4th, 2006 at 3:12 am
Well Pikmina (YO) , I will still use it when I see fit. Besides, what the hell do you care what I do with my things? Did you paid for them?, no?, then fuck you!
If you dont have anything good to say then dont say anything bitch.
March 4th, 2006 at 3:14 am
Ginnie, Sure! and bring your male friends with you
March 4th, 2006 at 10:58 am
ohhh yeah!! dream come true! dream come trueeee!!!!! *jumping up and down excited*
March 4th, 2006 at 1:40 pm
Hey Darkie, don’t get that attitude with me..
260 pounds is a heavy burden.
I’m not critizing your commitment to exercise, and and your desire to lose weight. I’m happy for you..
That’s the destiny of 90& of home equipment. You buy them with all this love and passion, promising daily workout, and the loss of many pounds of fat. It always ends up the same way. The stupid machine waiting for you, like a nagging spouse, expecting to do your thing,watching you from the corner like a stalker. At the end, you ended up hating it with passion, and put it in a garage sale for $5 (well at least in the US), or like many people I know, covered it with laundry.