This is not a self-motivational post.

There is absolutely nothing worse than bathing suit shopping. It's official, dressing room mirrors are the most evil objects in the world. I can't believe I just spent so much money on something that makes me feel so depressed.

Stupid triathlon idea.

What was I thinking?!?!?!

Well I bought the stuff, so I guess I have to stick with it... I guess it can only help, right? Yeah, that's what I'll tell myself... there's my attempt at self-motivation.