okay so I haven’t been in shape at all since I was fencing, over a year ago. then last year i started taking birth control and gained at least 10 pounds… anyway, it’s time to do a little damage control. i mean, my body is all i really have, isn’t it?
so today i went to the gym near my house, to this hour-long class called “Iron Grip.” holy shit. it was good- i worked hard and i feel good and i feel like i’ll be pretty sore tomorrow- but holy shit. the people who go to gyms in lodi are freaks. middle-aged, peroxide-blonde, SUV-driving endorphin junkies. they yell “Yeah!” and “Whoo!” when the lunges are becoming unbearable, and they have this crazed look in their eyes underneath overplucked, immovable eyebrows.
conclusion: fitness is good. exercise is good. but those women are the devil.
i’ll go back to the gym, but i think the yoga classes and individual exercise are more my style.
