Last week I got a gym membership. Crabby has been my middle name and I heave heard from several people that exercise really helps. Also, I jiggle in places that should not jiggle. General crabbiness and jiggly-ness are inversely proportional to each other, it’s scientific fact. Look it up.
I decided to try the body sculpt class at the gym. Lots of weights and stuff. I heard it was good and I had a friend taking the class and she could keep my accountable. Perfect. Tuesday comes and it’s time to body sculpt. I am pretty excited actually. I get to the gym early to reserve a spot and see a couple friends. I am feeling pretty good about myself. That is until I looked down at my feet and notice I am wearing Uggs and in my backpack I know there are no shoes. I even told myself to put shoes in my backpack the night before. I don’t generally wear shoes so leaving the house without them did not seem all that weird. It’s about 10 minutes before class starts and by now my friends in the class know and I feel like an idiot. They said just do the class in your socks. Well, I didn’t have any of those either. What kind of moron goes to the gym without shoes OR socks!!
I called my husband to see if he could bring me shoes when he took Brie to preschool and he thankfully said he would.
That fire was put out for now. I went to get my water bottle out next and (of course) it’s not there! Some where between my car and the inside of this one room I lost it. What in the world!! This is the point I would like to tell you about why it sucks living in a small town, there are too many people around who know you to witness you being a complete disaster.
The good news is that the class started I had shoes and found my water bottle (it was in the car). I body sculpted and it felt good. Screw you exercise you can throw me crap but I’ll throw it right back! HA!
Then I left my water bottle and shampoo stuff at the gym. Whatever. I redeemed myself the next day. I went to and from the gym without incident.
Which brings us to today. I decided to skip the gym. I am actively trying to avoid getting sick. Normally I am not such a germaphobe but I have my reasons this time. I decided to ride my bike on my bike roller things. Easy. I get everything all set up and start to ride. Not 2 minutes later my bike starts shifting gears all by itself and then…wait for it… the chain breaks and falls off. Sheesh.
Ok Universe, you win. I’ll watch Korean Dramas and drink coffee instead, but next week I’ll be back!!