Tuesday October 14th, 2003
Super Sized
On various occasions fate decides to give me a swift kick in the ass to tell me what direction I should take my life. Dan talked to both Jeanine and Rachel today. Jeanine seemed to think I was a nice guy, but when she met me she wasn't exactly thinking about my dating potential. Rachel on the other hand thought I was really cool and really funny. Unfortunately she told Dan, to quote directly, "I tend to date guys who are more of the athletic type." Needless to say I wasn't too happy to hear that. By the end of the conversation she basically described me as the nerdy, comic book, "Worst episode ever" geek from the Simpsons. Not too flattering.
I've decided to start working out again. I think the problem I had the first time was that I didn't really know what I was doing. I basically just went to the gym, ran, and lifted weights, but I didn't really consider what muscle groups I was working. My "Shorter Matt Damon" of a brother has offered to help me in this area. He works out about five days a week and it's fairly evident. He has six pack abs where I on the other hand am sporting a keg. With both our schedules as they are we probably will start working out on Thursday after work.
