So do you remember last November when I saw the girl at my gym shaving her head and then eating a ginormous Carl's Jr. cheeseburger? You do? Good.
I saw her again tonight. This time she was similarly standing naked in front of a mirror in the locker room (some things never change) but instead of shaving her head and eating a burger, she was staring at her naked self in the mirror and giving herself a pep talk.
"This is a small town. A small, wicked town. Don't you think I know what I'm doing? I know I'm doing. Everyone knows everyone here. Girl, you own this town..."
Poor girl. I grabbed my bag and got out of there as soon as possible. I mean, isn't it sort of obvious that she's a little bit crazy? But then again, she can't be that crazy because her body is to die and I feel like you have to be at least a little put together to spend all of those hours working out.
The good news about this depressing situation? I went to the gym. Now if you'll excuse me, I think I have to go give myself a little pep talk.