I say boobs TWICE....

All day today, people were coughing and sneezing all around me.  Then my throat started to tickle.  Then I started to feel a little warm.  My eyes were burning.  I could feel a headache coming on.  Oh shit.  I'm getting sick.  I'm getting sick and I canNOT work out to night.  That was where my head went first.  Not that I might have to call in sick the next day, not that I should take some extra vitamin C to fight this off, but I automatically thought, "Welp.  That's that.  I can't go the gym for the very first time in three years tonight."  I was dead set against going.  So much, in fact, that I actually drove home after work, pulled into my driveway.....pulled back out and went to the gym!

It was like my car was on auto-pilot.  I got to the gym parking lot and didn't even know how I got there.  I walked in and the front desk LADIES (NOT the ass munch that crushed my dreams) smiled at me and welcomed me warmly.  I was the only one in the locker room, so no one saw my boobs or my bare thighs.  Score.  As I walked up the stairs to the elliptical machines, a nice man winked at me....and not like a creepy wink, more like a wink that said "Good goin', little lady."  I got on the machine, put my ear buds in, turned the baby TV on Friends, set the resistance to 7 and went.  I went slow, I went fast.  I went forwards, I went backwards.  I went until my calves were burning and I had that coveted sweat dripping down between my boobs.  I loved it.  After wicking the sweat from my body, I went back out to my car with a spring in my step.  I did it, you guys.  The very first baby teeny step.  I did it.

     
XOXOXOX