Yesterday when I left work I noticed that my left rear tire was very low. When I left the Y a few hours later, it was even worse, so I drove right to Pep Boys and walked home from there. Since I got there shortly before 8 p.m., they told me they wouldn't look at my car until this morning. I didn't think much of it... until I remembered that I was subbing for Michelle's 6 a.m. boot camp class this morning! Oops!
The alarm went off early (I can't call it bright and early because it was d.a.r.k.), and I dragged my sorry butt out of bed. Luckily, it was fairly warm this morning, but it was raining! So by the time I ran to the Y for class -- with my water bottle in one hand and my class CDs in the other -- I was pretty drenched.
One girl in the back of the room hesitantly said, "Go easy on us! This is my first time." I laughed and said, "I just ran through the rain in COMPLETE DARKNESS to get here. No way it's going to be easy!" One of my Pilates regulars griped, "Uh oh. That doesn't sound good!"
Later in the class, I gave some positioning cues to the new girl in the back. Since I didn't know her name, I referred to her by the color of her t-shirt... Greenie! :) She laughed and replied, "That's OK. I won't tell you what they called you!!!"
Bwwaaaaaahahahahahaha! I love my evil reputation at the gym!
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