I HATE the Gym..

I really hate the gym.

So much so, that I have joined not one, but TWO gyms to torture me.

Yes, I am crazy.

We joined the local YMCA and it is wonderful. The indoor/outdoor pool is great for the kids, the weight machines have computers that remember your settings( which is extremely helpful once you are in your 40's) and, get this, WILL NOT count a rep if you don't fully extend.

NO cheating here folks. It even beeps at you if you try to go too fast. Every one at the Y knows when you are cheating with those lovely beeps.

Thank you Big Brother YMCA.

Could there possibly be one more thing I would need to HATE about the gym?

Well, two sweet friends joined ANOTHER gym and raved about the classes that were included and how great it is to challenge each other, and well, one thing led to another and yesterday I found myself waiting at GYM #2 for my newest form of torture.

Miss Perky Pigtails was our teacher, and boy, she is one cute sadomasochist.

Trust me when I say she ENJOYS the extreme torture of out of shape folks.

"Squat deeply until your legs are shaking like a bowl of jello, and then squat deeper and watch me laugh while you collapse onto the floor and can't get up to save your life."

She doesn't sweat, she makes it look easy, and she smiles waayyy too much for my liking.

Oh, I just love Miss Perky Pigtails.

Today, after said torture session I can barely move.
I have muscles I never knew I had that are not-so-happy that I had a session with Perky Pigtails.

I pee as little as possible because just to SIT on the potty is extreme pain.

Did you know sitting makes your muscles remember squatting???

I'm afraid I won't be able to get up.

"Where's Mommy girls?"

"I don't know Daddy, she went to the bathroom 6 hours ago and we haven't seen her since."

I know, I know, TMI.

So yeah...

I am now waddling like a duck, afraid to pee and am going back FOR MORE tomorrow.

Pray for me.

Please.

Comments

  1. Welllll! I was thinking about joining a gym here, maybe I should rethink this a bit. Since I have a lot of years on you, I would probably get down and they would have to bury me that way. Do you suppose a girl could just pray for stronger muscles and better tone. I guess not, some things He just expects us to do for ourselves. I will pray for you to get through the hard parts. I hear that after 18 months or so; you too can be miss perky pigtails!
    Love ya! G'ma

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  2. You seriously crack me up! And you did GREAT today!! By next Wednesday you'll have forgotten about of the pain and will be ready for the next "fun" torture session!! =)

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  3. You are killing me!! I LOL through your whole post. Thank you and Meghann for being my sisters in torture.

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  4. I'll start praying as soon as I stop laughing :)
    With you, darlin, not AT you...I'd be in the same boat. Scratch that, I'd be UNDER the boat...

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