On my run yesterday I passed this truck. I couldn’t resist getting a shot of this. I mean, really?
Let me guess…a man (with a very happy wife) thought of this company name.
LAWN MUNCHERS
Classic.
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Tags: signs
Generally I don’t want to hear the answer “no”. Ever. When I ask a question I want the answer to be affirmative. Great responses are “yes” or “absolutely” or “hell yeah”. But I generally don’t want to hear “no”.
Question: Can you get me a glass of wine?
Answer: Absolutely.
Question: Want to cook me dinner?
Answer: Hell yeah.
Question: Want to help me with this project?
Answer: Yes.
Those are just some of the examples where an affirmative answer is the only one I want.
Well…
Yesterday I was in the middle of an amazing workout with my trainer and I asked a question. I was on pike #14 when it happened. You know pikes? The horrific exercise where your hands are on the ground (like your doing a push up) and shins are on an exercise ball and you roll the ball to your feet while piking your butt up in the air making a “V” shape. It’s a killer core muscle workout. My trainer had me do a few sets of 20. I died. Before my death, I asked a question. Mostly because my t-shirt was slipping towards my chin everytime I made the “V” shape. Side note: I was wearing t-shirt, yoga pants, sports bra and a standard g-string.
Question to trainer: Are my panties showing?
Hoping to hear an answer I normally don’t want to hear. Such as “NO!” or “not at all” or “you’re fine”.
Without skipping a beat, my trainer said “Yes!”
I fell off the ball. Tucked in my shirt. And pulled up my pants as high as I could on my waist. Then I finished my remaining 6 pikes.
All with a red face.
I hate pikes.
Tags: embarrassing, exercise
