So, I was raised Catholic. And then I decided not to be Catholic and have been going to non-denominational churches for the last…um…eight years?
Well, the church I had been going to didn’t really partake in any of the traditionally catholic rituals. The one I’m going to now does. Which I really, really like.
So, for lent I promised little baby Jesus that I would work out every day for forty days. I’m already dreading it.
And, it’s 8:32pm and I have not hopped on the elliptical yet.
I’m telling myself I’m waiting for Gossip Girl to come on.