Another Day
So, Zayda and I went to the gym for some hardcore exercise on Saturday night. Well, I'm on the eclyptical thingy (kinda like a tredmill but with ski things instead of a band) and Zayda is next to me on a bike. She turns to me and says, " OMG Michaela, can you hear that?" and I said, " umm...No?" Apparently this 50-ish year old lady running on a treadmill next to her had gas and every time she took a stride she ripped one, big time. Wow, that was funny. Zayda, I love you.
Waterpolo hell week has officially started. I'm gunna die. But at least I can look forward to tormenting the incoming novice.
Waterpolo hell week has officially started. I'm gunna die. But at least I can look forward to tormenting the incoming novice.