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August 11, 2006
Seattle Is Only Halfway There
Given my recent success traveling with Mr. Bad Apologies, I've decided to tag along on his upcoming trip to Hawaii. That's right, ma peeps. During the second week of September, we'll be taking the island by storm. If a tsunami hits the western seaboard, you'll know who to blame.
In preparation for this trip, I met with a personal trainer yesterday. I've decided to try surfing (after watching Shark Week on Discovery Channel, I've learned that while sharks are in fact dangerous, they aren't actually hunting us...whew!) and I thought it might be wise to build a couple ounces of arm muscle to aid in the frantic paddling motions sure to ensue.
While I thought the whole personal trainer idea was an excellent one, I had my reservations. Mr. Bad Apologies (who seems to be slowly taking over this blog) threw up during his first meeting with a trainer. After further reflection, I remembered that he was being encouraged to do jumping jacks. full body lunges, and the like--whereas I was just looking for someone to help with bicep curls.
Fifty yoga-ball sit-ups later and I had to rethink my strategy. While I'm happy to report, dear reader, that I managed to keep my cereal down, I had a few moments when I seriously thought I might vomit on that fresh-faced young man so keen to help me achieve my fitness goals.
Comments
At least you did it. Woo Hoo!
Posted by: Mr. Bad Apologies at August 14, 2006 09:18 AM
