Wow. I'm sore. I'm sore all over. My fingernails hurt for Christ's sake. Why? Why am I a bag of 43 year old sore bones? Because Teddy gives crappy Christmas presents, that's why!
Let me explain. Teddy got me 5 sessions with a personal trainer at The Bay Club (which is right in One City Center...it's a gym). Teddy had used Karen after his house burned down, and his girlfriend skipped town. He swore by her and his new thin self said it all. Soooo, he wanted me to share in his good fortune.
Bastard.
My God. Apparently I am worse off than I thought. Karen had me climbing and pushing and pulling and jumping and sweating and panting and wishing I'd never met Teddy. And it was a short session cuz she blabbed for half an hour. By the way, she's fabulous and I see why Teddy is in love.
Thank God it's only once a week...cuz it will take me a full week to recover. Ughhhhhh!
Monday, January 12, 2009
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