Ok, having a PT and going to set classes at a gym throughout the week is hell. Im not talking metophorically either... I mean literal hell... your muscleZ are BURNING the entire time and as much as you wish for death... it never comes.
I thought I had uber leg muscleZ untill I spent an hour with Kevin. He taught me that I had jack shyte and then proceeded to make me want to kick him in the face as he screamed over the music "Come ON! Two more minZ on that stair climber!"
While heZ yelling this he upZ the level to 13 and politely ignores the fact that I am shaking more than a 3 year old child that has entered seiZure status after watching a flashing light filled anime.
On the up side... I get to take his class again on thurZday -_-
About Me
- Phate
- I'm laZy and hyper and I like to read (yeah, me and 3 other ppl who still actually can) and play the most wonderful invention ever... video games. I aspire to be an author here shortly... finishing up my 1st fantasy novel. ^_^ I hate mornings. I love geeks. And if you can be a total dork about things and not worry about looking like a retard, I'll be your friend forever.
3 comments:
excercise is hard man. I pretty much abandoned that idea after I discovered that eating all day and sitting in this stupid computer chair does me no harm...i dread the day I become 30 and actually have to move.
I only exercise when my car breaks down and I have to walk home. Or, from a random party. Having someone scream at me would easily make me lash out in haymakers..
WOW! I like this blog much better than the crazy RED. Awesome!
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