piggyback rides, smacking spoons and sugar

last night was finally a quiet one. After work i went to my gym class, it is entitled “commando cardio” and no we don’t work out naked. Actually it is this boot camp style class that makes me cringe before i go but after it i feel awesome. We spent the whole class partnered up and running around doing wheelbarrows and piggybacking our partners while running. Let me just say that i am SO glad that my partner was a small, yet muscular, nice gal. I am sure my knees would have buckled had i been paired up with one the 250 pound guys in our class and asked to piggyback him across the room. (although i bet it would have been funny to watch) after receiving a compliment from the instructor about looking “toned not skinny” I was feeling pretty fit. Got home and watched our neighbour smack spoons against his body and dance around our living room while chanting some oddly accented English. I love this guy. T and i tried to figure out what to eat for dinner, both is getting grumpier by the second, we decided on take out Indian. Not bad butter chicken but i have had better. Then we watched “Amelie”, one of my favourite movies, and increased our chances of diabetes by eating 3 different FunDip flavours. Remember those from when you were a kid, the candy stick that you lick and then stick into pure sugar? Man i had not had one in years...so good. Well i thought it was, T wasn’t so sure about the burning sensation on his tongue.

BO versus cologne

i am pretty active and regularly hit the gym or go for a run around 6 am. (before you give me crap i am NOT a morning person, i have just trained myself to get up an out early so i can laze around in the evenings) anyhoooo this morning i went to the gym. i literally get dressed in 3 minutes and head out the door. yep it is not so pretty but it is early and i don’t care. i am there to workout and i don't do small talk at the gym. i do,however, take the time to put on deodorant unlike the gentleman i worked out beside this morning. i got trapped. i walked up the elliptical,as i usually do, put my water bottle in the holder and WHAM! was hit by a wave of really horrible man BO. i know i know i stink too when i work out but i am pretty sure not like this. But then i was stuck...i could not just pick up my stuff and change machines, how bad would that look and how awful would stinky guy feel. so i stuck it out and he was only there for about 10 minutes before he left. perfect. or so i thought...this other guy gets on the same elliptical wearing an overwhelming amount of cologne. in fact it turned my stomach and gave me a headache. i am not sure why you would bother with cologne at the gym...maybe he knew the guy before me stank so tried to even it out. Beats me, i am still trying to decide if BO beats the cologne.