Tuesday, October 26, 2010

I never said I was graceful.

Today has become a day off, only after Trainer Guy and Gym husband repeatedly preached to me the virtues of giving my body a break. Oh, gym husband, yes this may require an explanation. This is much like a real marriage. Gym husband tells me what to do and I tell him I don't want to, because, well because I really don't want to. Then when he's not looking I try to do it on my own. It's a strong relationship built on adoration, deceit, arguing and no sex. Does that sound familiar?

Anyway the reason they both concurred a respite from the gym is necessary is due to the fact that my natural feminine gait (which doesn't really exist - I truly lumber when I walk - I'm from Arkansas) has turned into more of a stride much like that of Mae West when the 1st through the 30th Infantry returned home from WWII. Hey don't get your panties in a bunch, after all in her very own words, "I've been in more laps than a napkin." Okay, you know that's Mae not me, right?

What I'm really trying to say is I'm in so much pain from my waist down that every time I had the urge in the middle of the night to go - I was cursing myself for not having the foresight to snag a catheter from any random hospital of late. Oh how I envy handicap bar toilets now when I approach my lavatory.


  1. but you are starting to do more what i tell you to do than you used to.

  2. Oh my...Gym husband makes a comment on your blog? Wow! My home husband has only done that once (and that's when I wrote about our daughter...)

    You have some power over him girl. I'm impressed!

    What, exactly, did you do to be in so much pain?

  3. Oh I went overboard by doing 210 lbs on the leg press, along with Lunges while holding 30 lbs, then Box squats, and finally dead lifts. Way too much on the legs and glutes in one day. Oh yeah my gym husband keeps a close eye on me to make sure I'm not screwing up.