gym rat?

Last night I decided that I was going to go to the gym. I had to go. I’ve been lazy. My roommate informed me that they will probably take my picture, she works at Gold’s, to go with my ID. Wonderful.

I got all ready to go and drove to the gym.

I parked my little red car. Walked inside to the first set of doors. I then saw a beautiful man behind the desk.

This is not the perky blonde who is normally here! Who is this dashing man? He cannot see me like this!

Therefore I turned around, dead in my tracks, and went home.

I could not have that man taking my picture.

So this morning, after my 9 AM class (I commend anyone who actually gets dressed for any class before ten AM) I decided to go back to the gym. The blonde is always working when I go after English.

Guess who wasn’t working?

Guess who was?

I turned around, dead in my tracks, yet again, and went home.

I’m tragic.

This happens to be my 99^th post. Did you know that I keep deleting old posts so I don’t reach 100? Is that weird?