state of *my* mass

yup, i'm crazy. i took the spin class and it wasn't pretty. this tiny little thing who taught the class had a mouth similar to a truck driver and i was more scared to stop pedaling than to risk injuring myself. consequently... i'm currently walking around the office like i just got off a horse.

(and... who in g-d's name invented bike seats... they s-u-c-k big time)

i was so unbelievably sweaty after class that i couldn't get away without taking a shower and i'm just not a fan of the whole non-gratis changing thing in the woman's locker room... some women sort of loom about with their business all over the place... no need i say! you can put your eyeliner on while wearing a bra, i'm sure of it.

or the ladies that have full on conversations standing there in the buff? what is this? an 80s high school horror movie reenactment? stop it!

also, to further piss me off, the gym has these teensy towels (read: handkerchief) that the little teensy people can wrap around them twice over... i need like two of them just to cover my ass. i guess the gym considers it motivation... i consider it mean

anyhow i'm happy to say that i made it through and if i don't get to that walk tonight (as i'm hooking up my new fun hose tonight (read previous post for definition of 'exciting' in my world these days) i won't be too sad

enjoy this most beautiful day. (those of you who are teachers and have this week off?... i'm secretly giving you the middle finger)

:)