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Auto-Intervention 2-25-2006 - 12:41 p.m. Why Is It So Hard for Me to Want to Go to The Gym? My gym is like a spa. New Age music plays in the locker room. A personal TV on every machine. When I'm there, I actually like it. There's a hot tub there, and a steam room, and a sauna too. The bigger question is this: Why do I voluntarily hole up in my apartment for days on end? Why can't I just get off my size 10 ass and walk the three blocks to the gym? I procrastinate. I make lunch. I play with the dog. I look out the window. I load the dishwasher. I check the weather. I look up photos of bad celebrity plastic surgery. I update my diary. I will do ANYTHING that doesn't involve me leaving my home. God, you lazy bitch get off your ass and go burn some calories!!! Fine, bitch.
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