I went to the gym this morning, although it’s not my favorite thing to do, because I know I need to accumulate a little exercise karma in advance of all the pigging out that’s going to be happening tomorrow. Such is life.
I joined the Y this year, giving up my 24 Hour membership for a variety of reasons:
- The Y has lots of stuff for kids
- The 24 Hour has been overrun by Pauly D wannbes who hog all the machines and are generally totally obnoxious
“SMILE!” he says, leaning over, which only makes me more nervous because then he might drip sweat on me, which will absolutely ruin my morning. “It can’t be that bad.”