No, I do not actual have to throw up.
I'm just posting a bunch of words, in a blob, aka "word vomit" style.
I've decided that I need to switch up my workout.
Running like a crazy person isn't getting the job done.
Enter the dreaded StepMill.
I always set it for 30 mins, but today, I actually did it for 30 mins, interval style.
I of course had to run after.
Go me.
I like to say: StepMill: 0, Lindsay: 1
In other news, my sister, is possible allergic to red dye.
She had reactions as a child, and she is now having them again.
What's she going to do without Red Velvet Cake?
Strawberry jell-o?
Fruit punch?
Her world must be ending.
Adios!
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