Anxiety Journal: Exercise

Every 6 months or so I decide I need to get rid of some sad chunks(sometimes known as Buffalo chunks or summer chunks if geographically and/or seasonally appropriate).

The last time I went to an exercise class in pursuit of a beach bod I ended up walking around a rite aid for an hour looking for latex gloves, soy egg nog and a Russell Stovers truffle santa. I didn’t find any of those things but I  did run away from a child that I thought was chasing me and make a rite aid employee physically recoil from me when I asked him what I thought was “where is the soy nog” but could quite possibly have been  a screeching AOL dial tone instead of words.

Regardless of how successful this trip was I think we can all agree it was enjoyable for everyone involved.

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