I can't escape being a Catholic....

...It's impossible! I work out three times a week, and though I feel great when I'm done, I suffer for 3/4 of the class. I think of it as penance for the sin of gluttony. I can actually feel the pasta, deli meats, hot dogs and ice-cream slowing me down. "OKAY, IT'S TIME!!" I carry a very heavy cross up to the drive through window "Load me up! The road to hell is paved with saltwater taffy! and I have miles of sin to go!"