the wrath of taylor schilling

last night i didn't feel like running at the track. i kept a good pace with the walking, but i just didn't feel up for jogging.

and this is the face taylor is giving me now:



"Oh, so you just didn't feel like it," she says. she's not impressed.

see what i mean?

today, though, i'm going to do cardio in addition to my scheduled strength training.

oh, and look at that smile now.


see? taylor's happy when i exercise.

look at that pretty smile. those sparkling blue eyes, those perfect white teeth. those dimples (oh dear god those dimples). the confidently messy hair. she knows she's pretty.


even in that boxy poly-cotton blend bowling shirt. she's confident. and that goes far.

maybe someday that will be me. not the pretty smile or perfect teeth or dimples. but the confidence. think i can get there again? jeez, i sure hope so.

[photo 1: nbc.com / photos 2+3: broadwayworld.com]