Jealous
I envy those of you with naturally athletic bodies. I really do. You only have, at best, a glimpse of an idea of how taxing it is to harass unwilling and unable muscles into thrashing about in a most unnatural way, like trying to coax a limp jellyfish into taking a stroll along the beach.
Can you tell that I worked out this morning?
What depresses me is that I am only marginally stronger than I was four years ago, as proven by the old exercise card I found from my sophomore year of high school. And I seriously doubt that will change...I'm convinced that nature intended me to be soft and curvy, not sharp and sculpted. Whatever.
In a more humorous vein, a vain young man provided a bit of amusement at the gym. When I arrived I ran for a bit, then began the usual routine on the weight machine circuit. A boy on the treadmills apparently felt the need to impress me with a demonstration, because when he finished running he chose a machine directly adjacent to mine, and vigorously completed a set. He clearly didn't know what the hell he was doing. After repeating this exhibition and breaking more weight lifting guidelines than I could observe without laughing out loud, he finally left, satisfied with his performance.
[The Price Is Right.]
Can you tell that I worked out this morning?
What depresses me is that I am only marginally stronger than I was four years ago, as proven by the old exercise card I found from my sophomore year of high school. And I seriously doubt that will change...I'm convinced that nature intended me to be soft and curvy, not sharp and sculpted. Whatever.
In a more humorous vein, a vain young man provided a bit of amusement at the gym. When I arrived I ran for a bit, then began the usual routine on the weight machine circuit. A boy on the treadmills apparently felt the need to impress me with a demonstration, because when he finished running he chose a machine directly adjacent to mine, and vigorously completed a set. He clearly didn't know what the hell he was doing. After repeating this exhibition and breaking more weight lifting guidelines than I could observe without laughing out loud, he finally left, satisfied with his performance.
[The Price Is Right.]