Friday, December 5, 2003

No Guy Is Worth A Pulled Muscle

I went to the fitness center again today. Guess who was there.

Bobby.

Bobby, the boy who makes me come completely undone. (In a good way.)

Anyhow, since I was doing a nautilus workout I thought I'd impress Bobby with how much I could (or could barely) lift.

I was doing fine up until the point I tried to lift what seemed like a million pounds and hurt something in the general area of my, well, entire body I suppose.

So here I am, still achey and dateless. No man is worth a pulled muscle. I'm just sorry I had to learn it the heavy way.

Have a weightless day.

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