Lifeinvader

Birthday:1974 Relationship Status: Given up

Sex: Female Interested in: Running, cycling, swimming, triathlon-ing

Religious Views: - Don't care Political Views: - Left-Wing

About: Dear Men: No, I don't want to sleep with you, and no, I don't care that I'm thirty-nine and single. It doesn't worry me a bit.

Today couldn't have been any more shitty. First I have to dump Adam for being a dickless commitment-phobe and then some complete freak of a human specimen smokes me in a downhill bike race! I'm so deconditioned! I hate myself! I'm going to die alone!

I'm in the pits of an awful cardio slump. Triathlon training was a DISASTER! Some ringer posing as a weekender tore the last of my morale to shreds. I'm a broken woman.

I thought I should reach out as you haven't been to therapy in a while? Everything ok? Call me any time.

My tapering strategy s completely fucked! I just got beaten in a run by a chubby guy who must have been at least in his mid-40s! I've never been so humiliated in my life!

My tapering strategy's completely fucked! I just got beaten in a run by a chubby guy who must have been at least in his mid-40s! I've never been so humiliated in my life!

I'm meeting up with Adam at Galileo Park near the Vinewood sign. I'm going to annihilate him on the bikes, see if I can locate a spine anywhere in that wimp!

Second date with Adam and he's already annoying me. Decide what you want you cowed little momma's boy!

The blind date with Adam went surprisingly well - he was generally tolerable, not married, not disgustingly fat, not super-rightwing and didn't scratch his balls in front of me. 7 out of 10.

So my swimming coach is setting me up on a blind date. Expectations somewhere between low and horrendous...

Tear fest at today's performance reviews. What a bunch of namby pambies

I swear if my assistant doesn't stop giving me that sympathetic look and "start wearing a bra", her days are numbered. I'll run you into the ground, you skinny bitch!

2 hours of cardio and I HATE MYSELF! COME ON!!!

Dear skanks who come to the gym dressed like they should be on roller skates serving daiquiris to Japanese businessmen in titty bars, FUCK YOU!

40 in 3 months. I'm totally fine with it.

My team at work are such morons. It's like managing a group of special needs kids.

For the last time... I don't play sport, I WORK OUT. Games are what little boys play.

Having to really dig deep for those dopamines today.

I've realized men are split into 4 categories 1) They hate their mother 2) The love their mother too much 3) They still live with their mother 4) They want me to be their mother

Personal best on the step machine and my ass still looks a burst beach ball! AAAAAGHH!!!!

Home made mascarpone ravioli, a crisp arugula salad with lemon dressing, a large glass of Barolo. Saturday night = Me Time. I love my life

I've changed the locks to my apartment. I can't come home to find you in there again. That was terrifying. You need help, MaryAnn.

Laid down some fat watts today! Serious core work! BMI = 22. How do you like me NOW!!!

Every guy in my department is such a wet blanket. So your boss is a woman? Get over it! Grow a dick!

Please don't fly off the handle, darling, but your father and I found you a lovely man at bridge club. He's a little older but very successful. Will you consider meeting him for coffee? We're not trying to interfere - we just don't want you left on the shelf, that's all.

Wow, you caused quite a scene at the company party last night.

Is it you putting those threatening notes on my car?

Between my career and staying healthy, how would I ever find time for a family anyway?

One day I'd like to compete against myself and win. Just one day!

LifeInvader

MaryAnn Quinn

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