While not currently a civil servant, I have government service in my bones, which means lots of naps and conference calls with no resolutions.
Monday, June 05, 2006
Das Gym
So today I made it to the gym. I go near work, otherwise I'll never go. So I went and it was packed. I did weights today. Perhaps tomorrow I'll do cardio. However I have better chances of winning the lottery than going to the gym two days in a row.
So I'm lifting weights and doing curls and I realize that I'm not doing a lot of weight. There are many women that are probably doing my weight. And not women like this freak on the right....small women who look like they just graduated high school. So I've started to pretend that I'm doing physical therapy, which is why I'm not using that much weight. I just need a shirt or something that says, "I had a horrible industrial accident and all I got was this stupid T-shirt. "
Or maybe after each rep....I keep muttering, "As soon as I get stronger....I'm going to shoot that guy back."
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i'm cracking up... you are hysterical. physical therapy indeed. try sitting in a criminal courtroom all day with an alleged murderer... oh; you've done that too.
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