- Here I am, in the Land of the Fit!
- Oh gosh. My entire gym outfit is color-coordinated. So much teal. I look over-prepared.
- Smells like calories are burning in the air.
- I think I know how to position this spinning bike…
- Time to put some Beyoncé on Spotify!
- Wow. This song is sexual. Lowering the volume…
- Maybe I’ll just skip this track.
- I’m not tired. I’m not.
- Let’s just get through one more song. Cardio! Cardio! Cardio!
- Maybe I’ll have a quesadilla when I get home.
- Ab time!
- Do I have a six pack yet?
- Perhaps the quesadilla is a bad idea.
- My abs are like the wind…
- Can’t see them. But I can feel them.
- Spotify ads totally interrupt my groove. I. Don’t. Want. Premium.
- I think I’ve scrunched up my innards enough for one day.
- Time to get arms like Michelle Obama! Which means…
- I have to walk into the weight room.
- Ugh.
- What is this? The casting call for Thunder Down Under?
- Just find a weight and get out—go, go, go.
- That dude’s arm is bigger than my thigh. And I have a substantial thigh.
- My ten-pound weight looks like a Q-tip next to these other ones.
- Let’s pump some iron…in the other room…far away…
- Michelle Obama. Michelle Obama.
- I feel stronger already! I can lift a car!
- Oh look, someone from my English class, heading towards the rowing machine.
- Don’t make eye contact. Don’t make eye contact. Don’t—
- Awkward.
- This girl doing squats next to me is Instagram Fitness Guru status.
- It’s like she was born in a pair of Lululemon yoga pants.
- I wonder if she eats those fancy flatbread pizzas and lots of avocados.
- Cramp or hunger?
- Time to do the stretches that I learned in high school physical education. And poses from my brief stint with yoga.
- I just need to act like I know what I’m doing.
- Good job, me.
- I feel alive, actually. That’s why I do all of this.
- I think I’ve deserved that quesadilla.
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I identify with this. XD