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[realexplodingcat]

I joined a gym. I workout five days a week. Been doing it fairly religiously now for two months. For awhile, I was seeing a personal trainer on weekly basis as part of an introductory deal. He was an attentive, nice guy with a slight sadistic streak that I suspect all personal trainers possess. My introductory period ended.

Last week, he offered me a donut from Spudnuts, a place where magical creatures use their powers to turn potatoes into donuts. This week, he gave me two sugary sweet little cupcakes in celebration of July 4. Next week, I'm hoping for BBQ shrimp wrapped in bacon dipped in Mexican butter.

I'm beginning to see how the business plan for my gym operates.

Comments

[briskpepper.livejournal.com]

I think i could use a personal trainer. and a donut.

[silent-muse.livejournal.com]

I just want the pastries. . .

Gothersize!

[terrapingardens.livejournal.com]

Shit. Now all I can picture if you in black leggings jumping up and down to Trent Reznor songs. Damn you, detonating feline!

Re: Gothersize!

[explodingcat.livejournal.com]

The truth is scarier. I often borrow some old red sweat shorts that Jocelyn got from high school athletics with the words "maximum output" printed on one side. I've got a Barbara Kingsolver novel open in front of me while on the crosstrainer. Sometimes, I get on the treadmill and watch the History Channel.

Doesn't get any more goth than that.

Re: Gothersize!

[krasota.livejournal.com]

Those shorts were for honor roll in eighth or ninth grade. I got trophies and certificates for athletics, but no clothing awards. I have some of the team tshirts, though--you wore my sophomore cross country shirt this week, I saw. It's black with silver writing and a brown/rust paint stain on the boob.

[elnigma.livejournal.com]

Spudnuts??! I originally read that and thought you had to be joking, but then I guess its possible..

[explodingcat.livejournal.com]

Yup. They make donuts out of potatoes.