Poodles: Serenity and I have been best friends since we were 10 and 13 respectively. Twenty-two years is a long time to build a friendship, and we've pretty well got it down pat. We're wildly different, and still somehow nearly the same person. And we are terrible influences on each other.
Being roommies means we drive to work together, eat breakfast and dinner together, watch a lot of the same shows together, etc. Being bad influences on each other means even if we both agreed that morning that we would come home and have something healthful and homemade for dinner, if either of us wavers the least little bit the other will totally cave. Then it's drive thru, high sodium, bucket o' soda, and saturated fats for dinner again.
This has led to both of us being weak, easily tired, achy, and the fattest either of us has ever been. Considering both of us have always been 'the fat girl' in any group/class/family gathering we've ever been in, that's saying something.
We're sick of this shit.
So we're joining a gym!
And we're telling you about it. Read carefully, there'll be a test at the end. (nope)