So, I actually went inside the gym yesterday. "Hi, I haven't been here in over two years, I don't remember my number and I don't have my tag. I've been a sort-of silent investor." She laughed and said, "Well thank you!" After she gave me my number and a new tag she grinned and said, "Day One, go get started."
This morning I woke up to my body screaming at the top of her lungs, "What ever asshole thought it would be a good idea to go to the gym can totally fuck right the hell off!"
My back hurts, my shoulders hurt, my calves called me everything but a white woman when my feet hit the floor, and my thighs wanted to rip themselves off my torso and take turns pummeling me.
Boy, are they going to be pissed off in a few hours.
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