Subject: FW: The Birthday Present (UNCLASSIFIED)
Sent to me just now from a local gal pal that I will refer to as ClassyFancyNancy!
A WEEK AT THE GYM
If you can read this without laughing out loud.... well......
This is dedicated to every woman who ever attempted to get into a regular workout routine.
Dear Diary, For my sixty-fifth birthday this year, my daughter (the dear) purchased a week of personal training at the local health club for me. Although I am still in great shape since being a high school football cheerleader 47 years ago, I decided it would be a good idea to go ahead and give it a try.
I called the club a nd made my reservations with a personal traine r named Belinda, who identified herself as a 26-year-old aerobics instructor and model for athletic clothing and swim wear. My daughter seemed pleased with my enthusiasm to get started! The club encouraged me to keep a diary to chart my progress.
MONDAY : Started my day at 6:00 a.m. Tough to get out of bed, but found it was well worth it when I arrived at the health club to find Belinda waiting for me. She is something of a Greek goddess - with blond hair, dancing eyes and a dazzling white smile. Woo Hoo!! Belinda gave me a tour and showed me the machines. I enjoyed watching the skillful way in which she conducted her aerobics class after my workout today. Very inspiring! Belinda was encouraging as I did my sit-ups, although my gut was already aching from holding it in the whole time she was around. This is going to be a FANTASTIC week-!!
TUESDAY : I drank a whole pot of coffee, but I finally made it out the door. Belinda made me lie on my back and push a heavy iron bar into the air - then she put weights on it! My legs were a little wobbly on the treadmill, but I made the full mile. Belinda's rewarding smile made it all worthwhile. I feel GREAT-!! It's a whole new life for me.
WEDNESDAY : The only way I can brush my teeth is by laying the toothbrush on the counter and moving my mouth back and forth over it. I believe I have a hernia in both pectorals. Driving was OK as long as I didn't try to steer or stop. I parked on top of a GEO in the club parking lot. Belinda was impatient with me, insisting that my screams bothered other club members. Her voice is a little too perky for early in the morning; and when she scolds, she gets this nasally whine that is VERY annoying. My chest hurt when I got on the treadmill, so Belinda put me on the stair 'monster'. Why the h*** would anyone invent a machine to simulate an activity rendered obsolete by elevators? Belinda told me it would help me get in shape and enjoy life. She said some other s*** too.
THURSDAY : Belinda was waiting for me with her vampire-like teeth exposed as her thin, cruel lips were pulled back in a full snarl. I couldn't help being a half an hour late, it took me that long to tie my shoes. Belinda took me to work out with dumbbells. When she was not looking, I ran and hid in the restroom. She sent another skinny b**** to find me. Then, as punishment, she put me on the rowing machine -- which I sank.
FRIDAY : I hate that b**** Belinda more than any human being has ever hated any other human being in the history of the world. Stupid, skinny, anemic, anorexic little cheerleader. If there was a part of my body I could move without unbearable pain, I would beat her with it.
Belinda wanted me to work on my triceps. I don't have any triceps! And if you don't want dents in the floor, don't hand me the D*** barbells or anything that weighs more than a sandwich. The treadmill flung me off and I landed on a health and nutrition teacher. Why couldn't it have been someone softer, like the drama coach or the choir director?
SATURDAY : Belinda left a message on my answering machine in her grating, shrilly voice wondering why I did not show up today . Just hearing her made me want to smash the machine with my planner. However, I lacked the strength to even use the TV remote and ended up catching eleven straight hours of the Weather Channel.
SUNDAY : I'm having the Church van pick me up for services today so I can go and thank GOD that this week is over. I will also pray that next year my daughter (the little s***) will choose a gift for me that is fun -- like a root canal or a hysterectomy. I still say if God had wanted me to bend over, He would have sprinkled the floor with diamonds!!!
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HighlandsLass

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Sep 20 @ 7:58PM
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Absolutely hilarious!
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Kateslooking

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Sep 20 @ 8:01PM
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That is too cool. Guess for some reason I have a feeling I fall into the role of Belinda. I dont have vampire teeth though! KAtie
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vettman454

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Sep 20 @ 8:09PM
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Not funny, more like cruel to that lil ol lady.
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ladykay488

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Sep 20 @ 9:18PM
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I can relate to this joke. I have been there. I was so sore I could not move. I thought I was going to die. Funny how even a joke can bring back memories.
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Kat_luvr

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Sep 20 @ 9:51PM
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O M G........................ROTFLMFFAOPMP............. I got tears rolling down my cheeks and am doing the JIG...................
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sharlotteohara

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Sep 20 @ 10:12PM
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Hope my daughter does not see this, it might give her ideas.
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anaugustrose

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Sep 20 @ 11:41PM
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I got a great visual of that poor lady! not nice of the daughter!
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Sheryll861

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Sep 21 @ 12:04AM
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Well, I have to tell everyone, that I did that to myself years ago. I had not been going to any gym and got a free pass of some sort..... they were trying to hook me to spend big money. Anyway, I have always been very active and worked circles around five people and was never tired, ate a ton and made a few gal workers furious with me.... for eating and staying trim... I was YOUNG... well, so were they.... but I ate healthy....... wayyyyyyyy back then.
Anyway, I participated in three, yes three aerobics classes, one right after the other.... not stopping and each of them progressed to a higher and more intense work out....... well, that was in the morning........ by that early evening I was dying and had to dress and go to a ballet recital for a neighbor and friend..... well HELL, I was in so much pain, I thought I would not make it to my car, then I had to walk up steps to be seated for the ballet, I almost fell backwards down the aisle from the pain of lifting either leg and don't think it could have been too painful... considering. Then..... oh please was there a God in Heaven? I had to descend those stairs..... I had tears streaming down my eyes and could think of nothing but, "Let's get the hell out of here and go home for a very stiff drink!"
What is kind of pathetic for me, is that I laughed so hard that my abs hurt....... so guess who needs to work out???????? OH HELL NO...... not me? Please not me?
Rufus Puppy thought something was really wrong with me..... I truely did laugh out loud a lot..... remembering.....
Yes, ladykay....... I can also relate and remember..... wish I couldn't.
Still ROTFLMAO though.........
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aFriendlyBlogger

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Sep 21 @ 2:48PM
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Well, now I know what's in your diary ! lol
Very funny ! Love it ! Does that ever happen to every women ? lol
Benjamin
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Sheryll861

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Sep 21 @ 2:58PM
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Oh........ Benjamin..... please tell me that was a ohhhhhhhhhh I got it..... you are sidetracked by all those adorable kudos.
Pay attention kiddo.
Well, now I know what's in your diary ! lol
Very funny ! Love it ! Does that ever happen to every women ? lol
It happens to any woman, man or child that over exerts beyond their personal limit. It is just one of those facts of life.........you know?
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misschoos

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Sep 21 @ 3:15PM
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The only way I can brush my teeth is by laying the toothbrush on the counter and moving my mouth back and forth over it.
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