Invariably Good Health

I'm on day four of Little Miss Smokey and I's Total. Body. Challenge. Yeah, we got suckered into health and fitness, but listen, this time its okay. Really. The only thing I'm actively giving up is fried foods and full calorie beverages, so its not like I'm eating every four days and doing lines of crystal off of my bedroom mirror like my last 'body challenge.'

My body dysmorphia might taunt me when I'm alone and in bright lighting, but this may actually prove fruitful.

As my loyal readers are aware, this boy doesn't have a gym membership at Washington Sports Club anymore. I neglected to mention that I'm an awful dirty whore who got kicked out for getting head in the steam room, but whatever. Needless to say, I'm not allowed back. So, thank god Discovery Health gave me an 8 week membership to Bally's.

Bally's is kinda gross, I gotta say, but its also mostly hetero (correlation?). This loosely translates into far more focus on my abs and pecs, and a lot less focus on my dick and ass. Maybe. We'll see.

The sauna's all glass and the showers don't have curtains. I don't see any nookie occurring, but you never know. I'm resourceful. And slutty. Same difference.

Anyway.

Yeah, so, Little Miss Smokey has brought into my life a world of fitness by actually making plans with me so that I can't bail out like a pussy. I've got about 7 more weeks 'till I'm poverty jetsetting to hawaii, so we'll see what sorta shape I'm in when I get there. I'll post before and after pics, too, if you're lucky. Or maybe just some of me naked in hawaii.

We'll see.