tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29492021.post8274192261934694447..comments2023-03-24T04:57:47.228-06:00Comments on Just Me and My Guys: Resolution check-inJuliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15400451487904318671noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29492021.post-60146181340182083942009-01-29T12:14:00.000-07:002009-01-29T12:14:00.000-07:00I had that EXACT conversation with my wife this we...I had that EXACT conversation with my wife this week. We both talked about how we wished we could be one of those people who gets a high from exercise. As it is, we both hate it. HATE. IT. Still, she does much better at trying to do it on a regular basis while I just sit on the couch. <BR/><BR/>I really should do better.Nathanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00945728648193959195noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29492021.post-24161857707642289432009-01-29T00:00:00.000-07:002009-01-29T00:00:00.000-07:00You should come play basketball with us on Tuesday...You should come play basketball with us on Tuesday and Thursday nights, 9-10! That is the only exercise I am doing because I too, would rather cut off my own arm rather than exercise. Although Kelly's idea may not be the best, it can't be all bad, can it?Amanda Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10382264957725674290noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29492021.post-45973338216789943692009-01-28T15:25:00.000-07:002009-01-28T15:25:00.000-07:00Annie was a girl that went to Burley High. (I'm pu...Annie was a girl that went to Burley High. (I'm purposely not giving her last name. How sad would it be for her to google her name and find out that I hated her before we were friends??) She worked at DQ. For whatever ridiculous reason a 16 year old can come up with, I HATED her. I really didn't even know her, but whenever our paths would cross I cringed.<BR/><BR/>Then, before my senior year I went to business week in Boise. Who else should also be there, but that nasty Annie chick that I hated? Long story short, we ended up locked out of our dorm rooms while our room mates (mine was Bonnie)were out breaking rules. We didn't want to get in trouble for our own rule-breaking, so we just sat in the dorm lounge - for the entire night. Sometime after midnight we finally decided that we should maybe talk to each other. Before morning, I had decided that Annie was one of the funniest people I had ever met and we ended up spending a lot of time together after that. Annie was my first real lesson in how horrible it is to be judgmental.<BR/><BR/>And now that you point out the exercise benefit of beating myself with my own arm, I also realize that losing a limb would result in some weight loss too. Maybe that's not such a bad option . . .Juliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15400451487904318671noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29492021.post-29107001430166614392009-01-28T14:56:00.000-07:002009-01-28T14:56:00.000-07:001. Who is the real Annie?2. Way to go on keeping u...1. Who is the real Annie?<BR/><BR/>2. Way to go on keeping up with your goals.<BR/><BR/>3. I'm pretty sure that cutting off your own arm and beating yourself with it would constitute as exercise. Just a thought. Hope that was helpful.<BR/><BR/>4. And in which weird room were you in semi-solitary confinement? Did we grow up in the same house?Kelly Hillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15197876210609368719noreply@blogger.com