Exercising My Rights (and Lefts)
Coincidentally, my gym called me up yesterday to see if I wanted to speak with a personal trainer (you know, as in "You haven't been to the gym in months, would you like to start coming back and have someone here show you the ropes again?") sort of thing.
So today, one of the trainers called me, and I have an appointment with her right after work at 5pm (#1 of 101). My one problem is that I'm wearing jeans today. Fortunately, my gym bag is in the back of my car. Unfortunately, I can't remember what's in it any more (*blush*) so I don't know if I have workout pants in there or just a t-shirt along with my combination lock. Hmm... I'll have to look into the bag once I get off work, to see exactly what's in there.
If I leave work right on the dot of 4:30, I might just have time to careen back to the house and put on leggings, as the gym is only five minutes from where I live. Hmm.
Well, I guess I'll just have to wait and see what's in the bag!
So today, one of the trainers called me, and I have an appointment with her right after work at 5pm (#1 of 101). My one problem is that I'm wearing jeans today. Fortunately, my gym bag is in the back of my car. Unfortunately, I can't remember what's in it any more (*blush*) so I don't know if I have workout pants in there or just a t-shirt along with my combination lock. Hmm... I'll have to look into the bag once I get off work, to see exactly what's in there.
If I leave work right on the dot of 4:30, I might just have time to careen back to the house and put on leggings, as the gym is only five minutes from where I live. Hmm.
Well, I guess I'll just have to wait and see what's in the bag!