What did I do, you ask? Well, I decided to join a gym. Now you're asking, why in the world could that possibly be construed as something dumb, especially given the size of your ass, Ms. Salti?
Well, because I joined a gym in Oklahoma City... and I still live in Salt Lake City. But seeing how I spend half of my week here in the good ole OKC, I figured, what the hell!? Right? Come on, validate me here, people.
Anyhoodle, my thoughts were as follows: It's relatively cheap, the benefits are great, it's a no-nonsense facility, and it's close to the hotel. Plus, it's a national chain so there's one at home,too. And since I do nothing much except sit on my (read: large) ass every night after I get back from the office, I decided I should do something productive with my evenings. I mean, yes, blogging and hanging around on Facebook can be perceived as productive, but it's not making my ass any smaller. So off to the gym I go.
The only possible issue I may encounter will be transportation, but since I'm going to have better access to a vehicle starting next week, I should be safe. If not, I'll throw a fit until I get my way. That should work out just fine.
What's even better is that after I signed up and grabbed a sandwich for dinner, I went back to the gym and worked out! I know, crazy... I think yoga the other day stirred something in me.
Anyway, now I'm exhausted and my bed is calling me... well, not my bed, but the bed in the hotel. I always stay in the same room though, so it's slowly becoming my bed. Ok, I'm out... sleep well everyone!

Well, because I joined a gym in Oklahoma City... and I still live in Salt Lake City. But seeing how I spend half of my week here in the good ole OKC, I figured, what the hell!? Right? Come on, validate me here, people.
Anyhoodle, my thoughts were as follows: It's relatively cheap, the benefits are great, it's a no-nonsense facility, and it's close to the hotel. Plus, it's a national chain so there's one at home,too. And since I do nothing much except sit on my (read: large) ass every night after I get back from the office, I decided I should do something productive with my evenings. I mean, yes, blogging and hanging around on Facebook can be perceived as productive, but it's not making my ass any smaller. So off to the gym I go.The only possible issue I may encounter will be transportation, but since I'm going to have better access to a vehicle starting next week, I should be safe. If not, I'll throw a fit until I get my way. That should work out just fine.
What's even better is that after I signed up and grabbed a sandwich for dinner, I went back to the gym and worked out! I know, crazy... I think yoga the other day stirred something in me.
Anyway, now I'm exhausted and my bed is calling me... well, not my bed, but the bed in the hotel. I always stay in the same room though, so it's slowly becoming my bed. Ok, I'm out... sleep well everyone!
P.S. Wanna hear something funny? My parents still have one of those butt-wiggling machines in the basement.























































10 comments:
That's a good idea-the gym. I find that, even though I hate the gym, I like the energy that it gives me. So I bettter get on that.
I joined a gym in Iowa (worked there for 11 months) and a few months later I was moved to another project...So maybe the same will happen for you?
What gym did you join?
I wonder if those butt wobbling machines your parents have can be hacked to become some sort of weird sexy vibrating machine? :)
Good for you, going to the gym! I wish I had the will power to right now. It's minus thirty out, I'm in hibernation mode and exercise is just a distant memory of summer. BOO! Good luck!
Hey, if you have a smart phone you could blog and FB while on the treadmill or whatever.
good for you!
hmm... do those butt wiggly machines work?
i don't think that's weird at all! (joining the gym, not the butt machine, ha)
i think it's awesome :)
As someone just got back from the gym, I'd rather have the rich man's plastic surgery. I hate working out.
I've been on a working out strike since 2004. Until it gets easier, I refuse to do it.
that is awesome.. I joined one too last week. Nothing like a monthly gym fee to either get us there or piss us off. Which gym?
That's a funny pic. And what do the butt wiggling things actually do?
I started exercising this year too. it's fairly humiliating: http://realestatetangent.com/lets-get-physical-was-a-popular-song-when-i-bought-my-shoes/
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