The Importance of Being Intelligent:

So my gym attendance is verging upon full-blown addiction…I go 5 days a week, which makes me feel simultaneously great and terrible. It’s good because I’m doing something good for myself, it’s bad because I am now precisely the type of gym rat i once detested.

The other interesting thing about going to the gym is the fact that I go to the Student Rec Center and unlike other gyms, you not only have to be buff and good looking while working out – but you have to be smart. Usually you go to the gym and you see these women reading “People” and these men reading “Sports Illustrated,” which are fine publications – but they are hardly the stuff of academia. At the Rec people read notes detailing the physics of Carbon Nucleotides (Yes, that is real I saw it tonight) while pedaling on the stationary bike, and “Atlantic Monthly” while swishing on the eliptical trainer. I read “The New Yorker” on the stair-climber, I tried the “Atlantic Monthly” for a while but it was just too demanding on my brain (there are only so many things I can do simultaneously, and that number drops the longer and harder I exercise).

PS: New review in the Emerald tomorrow…err…today. SPUN. Also I might be riving down to Cali for the weekend.