As I made my way into the gym this morning I was treated to the sight of the slowest line dancing I’ve ever witnessed.
Four rows of elderly booties shaking & moving to the sounds of (in my headphones) Tenacious D.
Removing said headphones, Olivia Newton John came into focus & Let’s Get Physical swam into my aural view. I was amazed & horrified at the same time. I do have to admit that when I resumed Tenacious D the (what I finally realized was aerobics) class got a lot more interesting.
I imagined the beginnings of a mosh pit in the circle of yoga mats. Henry & Mortimer would be trading blows over Ethel because both we’re so jealous & attracted to her irresistible blue mohawk while Tenacious D’s most famous song (Yes, that one. The only song I’ve ever heard use Zanzibar in the lyrics) played & the beginnings of Higher Ground from the Red Hot Chili Peppers made its entrance.
Giggling to myself I headed over to a seemingly innocent medieval device called the incline press.
If you want to feel like a total loser, try the incline press.
I feel like a total loser.
I put 100 pounds on it & proceeded to shriek in agony. By the time I did my third set my arms were shooting flames.
I think I spotted.
Although I’m pretty sure the flames looked neat from afar, I know that the next couple of days are going to be spent in quiet pain as I recover from that diabolical machine.