Sunday, February 1, 2009

And I Pay for This?????

Speaking 0f Sweat Pants...

Does anyone happen to know of any magical product that can control the obscene sweating and purplish hue that one gets after doing 100 squats, 50 lunges, 80 sit ups, 60 chest presses and too many step-up's on the big stepper to count... I would surely appreciate any recommendations you have. I have to tell you that I look REALLY REALLY "wrung out" after one of my workout's with Bikki.
Picture this: The workout starts out with me looking confident and motivated. After the first 20 leg presses and 20 step-up's on the big stepper, I still convey a look of determination and toughness, but I'm starting to "glow" a bit. After two more sets of leg presses and step-up's, my face is beet red, my hair is pasted to my forehead, and Bikki is walking to the next machine saying "c'mon let's go" and there's me out of breath, soaked with sweat, panting and running along behind him like a dog waiting for her master to throw the frisbee again.

As the workout progresses, I go from determined and tough to desperate and breathless. I'd be begging for my life if I had enough breath left to say anything, but Bikki seems to take my gasping for breath and looks of desperation as me saying "Please Sir may I have another". And he willingly obliges with a smile on his face as he points to a gym mat and says "25 abs crunches, let's go."

Eventually though, through the haze of dementia which has settled over me about half way through the workout, I hear the words I am longing for... "O.K. Jan that's it for today. Let's book the next workout." And there's me, laying in a pool of sweat, hair sticking out in all directions, purple as an eggplant, staggering to my feet, and FOLLOWING HIM TO BOOK MY NEXT WORKOUT!

I wonder if there's such a thing as green tea flavoured, bottled water with nitro glycerin additives.

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