Good Day
I'm really happy to be alive today. I'm not sure why - it was mostly an ordinary day. I'm just sitting here feeling really grateful.
Zion got his first official haircut today, and I'm still married, thankfully. Mike was really unhappy about it, but he looks so darned cute, I think it made up for it.
I went to work out at the YMCA today - I hurt everywhere - and I mean everywhere. I hurt in places I didn't know I had.
I had a spinach salad for dinner before I went, and today was my equipment orientation. So of course, I have this really hot guy escorting me around and showing me how to work on the equipment. He's demonstrating, and then making me do a few reps to make sure that my form is ok and everything.
Then we get to the benches where you do sit-ups and crunches. Apparently, spinach salad makes me gassy, cause as soon as I did the first sit-up, a little toot squeezed out.
HOW THE HECK DO YA HANDLE SOMETHING LIKE THAT?!?
I pretended like it didn't happen.
Then we get to the stability balls - you know, like they use for Pilates - and he's making me squeeze it between my legs and do leg lifts - TOOT, TOOT, TOOTTOOTTOOT.
Ok, no way you can pretend like THAT one didn't happen.
I did.
Next thing I know, the poor guy's fanning his face with my stat paper. Think he was just hot? Maybe?
Well, either way, I'm really grateful to be alive today.
Zion got his first official haircut today, and I'm still married, thankfully. Mike was really unhappy about it, but he looks so darned cute, I think it made up for it.
I went to work out at the YMCA today - I hurt everywhere - and I mean everywhere. I hurt in places I didn't know I had.
I had a spinach salad for dinner before I went, and today was my equipment orientation. So of course, I have this really hot guy escorting me around and showing me how to work on the equipment. He's demonstrating, and then making me do a few reps to make sure that my form is ok and everything.
Then we get to the benches where you do sit-ups and crunches. Apparently, spinach salad makes me gassy, cause as soon as I did the first sit-up, a little toot squeezed out.
HOW THE HECK DO YA HANDLE SOMETHING LIKE THAT?!?
I pretended like it didn't happen.
Then we get to the stability balls - you know, like they use for Pilates - and he's making me squeeze it between my legs and do leg lifts - TOOT, TOOT, TOOTTOOTTOOT.
Ok, no way you can pretend like THAT one didn't happen.
I did.
Next thing I know, the poor guy's fanning his face with my stat paper. Think he was just hot? Maybe?
Well, either way, I'm really grateful to be alive today.
posted by SevenHappyScrappers at 1:55 AM
6 Comments:
tee hee that is so funny Sara! Now where is Maricar's can we get a toot toot!! :)Glad your day is better!
ROTFLMAO! I laughed so hard sitting here all by myself! I can so see myself doing the same thing. Just today I had the walking farts while my dad was here! Farts are funny!
Well Sara. That was pretty doggone funny. I hafta admit, as a gym rat, I know EXACTLY what you are talking about. But the hot guy thing would have just had me wishing to disappear. Lordy!
HA! That is exactly how I would have reacted!
Laughing, Laughing, Laughing. Mental note made .. no spinach when you go to meet the cute personal trainer. Check.
and LOL at Dana's "walking farts" ...
Oh, just read Shawn's comment ...
TOOT TOOT
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