I watched Titanic while sweating on a bike.

Tonight I went to the "gym" (sometimes if it is late, and dark, I head over to local Apt. complex and use the equipment). I was the only one there, which is always rad and usually quite common, so I got to choose what to watch on TV. It was an easy decision tonight because the movie Titanic was on, and I have not seen it in years.

Call me crazy, but I still love that show. I use the word still, because I was one of those young teenage girls who saw the, then newly released, movie 13 times in the theatre. YES 13 times! That is not even counting the times I watched it at home once it came out on video. I painted phrases from the film on my ceiling with glow in the dark paint, plastered posters from the movie on my wall, became infatuated with the actual history of the ship, read tons of books about the real Titanic, and I seriously almost bought a second soundtrack because I was afraid I would wear my first one out.

I guess you could call me a freak, but that's not really a secret.

Okay so back to the gym. Admittedly, I felt a wee bit nerdy as I watched the chain of events unfold on the doomed ship, all the while dripping with sweat as I rode the stationary bike. I felt a bit of embarrassment just at the thought of someone walking in the gym during the nudie part of the show. But you know what, mostly I just felt thirteen again, and that felt damn good. Thirteen was good year to me. And that may, or may not, have something to do with my love affair with Leonardo DiCaprio, Kate Winslet, and all things Titanic.

Wow, I really am a freak!