Am I the only one who needs a rousing Lord of the Rings-like battle speech just to make it out of bed for work in the morning? Mondays are depressing in general, but Mondays that are the start of a 20 day work week are so much worse. Today though, I decided I should get my shit together. After all, I’m 23 now, basically an old woman (If any of the ladies I work with read that, I’d get a librarian bitch slap straight to the face. And those hurt. Librarians have the arm strength akin to an Olympic gymnast). So I decided, after my two hours of online shopping and reading home design blogs, that I was going to start doing yoga again (as I’ve told myself periodically through the last three years with little to no success, but shhhhh).

So I threw on some yoga clothes (with the tags still on), dragged my mat out of the closet, turned on some John Denver on the record player (it was about to get ethereal as shit in here), and popped in a yoga dvd.

To be fair, I lasted much longer than I thought I was going to. At least two John Denver songs! And those aren’t short, my friends. But alas, I am no match for Jillian Michaels, so here I sit watching her do the rest of her workout while I type this blog on the couch and eat a grilled cheese sandwich.

I’m just happy I made it that far. Maybe if she incorporated a bit more Lord of the Rings in her workout spiel, we could have gotten somewhere.