I believe this! After a bit of procrastinating, I decided to dive head first into the fray. I’ve always been a writer. No, I don’t have a show on television. No, I haven’t written anything that you might have read or been drugged into seeing on the small screen recently. I love television. But don’t currently own one. That alone could be the contributing factor to my obvious anonymity in this city of lost angels. And the fact that I’ve decided to take myself less seriously. Well, except on Mondays.
So here we are. Sitting in seed macrobiotic vegan restaurant, in Venice. Yes, it’s suppose to be all lowercase letters. Geez, it’s still Wednesday folks. Lighten up! Had their Cooler Ranch tacos and large order of pomme frittes. I’m always hungry. I’ve been here for a few hours. Pondering life and that chocolate mousse that keeps glaring at me from the display case. Don’t think I will make it to any gym classes tonight. Writer’s mode in full effect. My normal Wednesday rotation usually consists of yoga, NTC(Nike Training Club) and Zumba. I will miss my WILD OUT WEDNESDAY vibe.
But today I decided to either shit or get off the pot. Either continue my fitness journey via Instagram @gymclasseshero or sharing my daily vibe on how discovering a love for fitness has profoundly changed my life. Not from a point of vanity. From a point of humanity. Stay tuned for the next tree hugging moment…I’m sure there’s a short bush and some shrubbery involved.