And now it’s time for another episode of Dumb S*** I Said to my Trainer (DSST).
I got to my training session a little early. I scanned my key chain against the reader and went into the “lounge” area. Metroflex is a hardcore gym, so by “lounge” I mean a conference table with mismatched chairs. Pictures of bodybuilders from magazines like Muscle & Fitness are taped to the walls.
Another girl from the team is there and we start chitchatting as we rub our hands together to stay warm. (There is no heat at Metroflex. I mentioned it was hardcore, right?) Mel is wearing five (5) layers of jackets and still looks fit. That woman is ripped. Anyway the girl and I are chatting about our weekend plans when I say,
“I’m doing a SXSW yoga event hosted by Sweatguru on Saturday and a pub crawl on Sunday.” (See link here: SXSW Fitness Events)
“EXCUSE ME?” Mel almost spit out her egg whites.
Uh oh. Sometimes I forget to put a filter on my mouth.
“Well, it’s not really a pub crawl, per se,” I stammer, “it’s really more of a pub run.”
Mel does not look impressed.
“And by pub run, what I mean is that I will be running from pub to pub but not consuming any alcohol whatsoever…because that would be bad?”
Her lips are pressed together tightly and gives me “the look.” Note to self: Shut the f*** up!
Did you ever accidentally get yourself in trouble with your trainer?
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