Feel the burn!

I used gym at work this morning. The gym at work is something I don’t normally do because there’s often a bunch of intimidating muscle-bound dudes in there.

But sadly, last night, I caught sight of my reflection in the bathroom mirror and saw an additional stomach I didn't account for. Considering I have no intention of going on a diet, I thought I may as well take advantage of my free gym membership.

I’m not a real fan of pumping iron. Aerobics is my thing. I prefer the idea of whooping it up in my all-in-ones to hip-hop than laying on a sweaty bench pushing and pulling and struggling and punishing to the brink of a hernia.

When I got down to the gym, it was empty so I rushed around from this machine to that one and ended my session with a 30 minute run on the treadmill. About five minutes before I stopped running, a tall Amazon woman came in. I saw her reflection in the mirror and she stood behind me doing nothing but watching me run! She freaked me out. When I got off the treadmill, I said “morning” to this Amazon thing and she said (or drooled) “wow, you look as healthy as a race-horse”! I was so surprised by her statement that I heard me saying “oh... you look like Xena the Warrior Princess” which isn’t what I meant to say. In fact I meant to think it; not say it.

Lucky for me, she found my weird bumbling words complimentary and lifted her huge hand in a high five. Well who told me to reply with a five of my own! She practically dislocated my shoulder. All I heard was the loud clap of our high fives in the air and thought Jesus, I think Xena's broken my shoulder.

Four hours later, my shoulder’s still clicking every time I exhale.