No Such Thing As Too Excited

[I wrote this a million years ago and now I'm not quite sure why I never posted it... but I know that you were really begging for it, you were just too embarrased to let me know. So here it is-- another late-ass post!!]

Really, I can't explain it. Now that I'm on a gym kick, all I can think about is the next time I can get there for a really good workout. It's like I'm some kind of addict seeking out my next fix. Unless I've been off from going to the gym for a couple of days because I'd just worked the weekend and it closes too early for me to get there after I leave the hospital and instead of working out, all I do is go home to sit around and eat and eat and eat... not like that ever happens though. Whatever. Shut up.

Anyway, right now I'm looking forward to time passing a little bit. I don't really enjoy wishing away time... and God and everyone else knows I could wait a couple of days before wanting to go back to work. I just can't wait for the next time I get to work out!

I have finally discovered the thigh machines. I asked one of the trainers for help in locating them the other day, and the girl pointed me to the appropriate location and showed me how to use them. You know the ones I'm talking about, right? They're the ones where you have to squeeze your thighs together or push them as far apart as they'll go. Yeah, that's right. They're the sex machines. Appropriately nicknamed because that's all it looks like you're practicing for when you're using them. Open your legs wide... now squeeze them shut... open wide, squeeze shut... open wide.... Well, you get the picture.

So, I was talking about my excitement with Craig. In our conversation, you can tell just how much he enjoys my enthusiasm for exercise:

Me: Want to know something scary?
Craig: Clearly.
Me: I'm looking forward to tomorrow...not because I want to go to work, but because I can't wait to get back to the gym!
Craig: Ew, fuck you! You disgust me!
Me: I know! Today I asked "Didi" what machines would help me work out my inner thighs, and the exercises felt painfully great, so I can't wait to go do them again. I know you're supposed to wait a day in between, so tomorrow I'm going to do arms which I skipped today. And then watch out on Wednesday because it's going to be all about the thighs!
Craig: I just threw up a little bit in my mouth.
Me: Ew. You're way grosser than I am. Wait... was that in reaction to what I just said?
Craig: Yes!
Me: Oh.

Heh. Whatever. He's just jealous.