Training and School

So far my training sessions have been going really well. I've noticed some results in the last couple of weeks. I no longer get winded climbing the stairs at work, and my jeans fit much better. Actually, I have a pretty funny story for you guys.

So last time I was at the gym, my trainer made me push an exercise bench with a 35lb weight on it across the gym and back. Every time I would do this, on the way back, I would stop halfway to catch my breath and to look up from the dizzying carpet and make sure I wasn't going to pass out. Well, after doing this twice, my trainer thought I should do it again, for good measure and all. *gags* So here I am, pushing away, and when I get to the spot where I normally stop, my trainer turns to me and says: "Are you gonna stop? Are you gonna stop?" He said it in this taunting voice which totally pissed me off. So I said back: "Shut up you asshole, I will not stop! I will not stop!" And then I gave it all I had and at a running pace, I pushed the bench back to the starting point. As soon as I hit the wall, I fell onto the floor. I created a new yoga position. It's called keeled over cow. *Scoffs*

After pushing that bench, my trainer made me do step ups again. (Stepping up and down on the exercise bench.) He made me do this while holding a black 15lb medicine ball. I turned to him and said, "You know, my favourite colour is red." He chuckled at this and replied with, "Is that so." And to that I said, "Yes. Yes it is. You wanna know why? There's a really great medicine ball on the other side of the gym, and it's red and weighs 5lbs." He laughed pretty hard at that, but did not show any mercy. Then he went on to talk about red shoes. *Sigh* I love talking about shoes.

Now, for a more updated story. Yesterday when I was at the gym, the biggest (in terms of muscle) black man in the world came up to me. Here's how our conversation went.

BlackMan: Hey baby.
LemonDrop: *Looking around* Hi.
BM: I couldn't help but notice you from across the gym.
LD: *Bursts out laughing* You've got to be kidding me!
BM: I'm serious. You look really hot on the tricep machine.
LD: (Now keep in mind, I'm pushing my triceps really hard so my face is red and I have this constapated look on my face.) Thanks.
BM: We should get a drink after our workouts.
LD: No thanks.
BM: Why not?
LD: Umm, I have plans.
BM: With who? A boyfriend?
LD: Umm, yes, a boyfriend.

And then he walked away. The whole time though, my really hot trainer was watching from across the gym and he was laughing at me. He comes over after and says to me: "You must really attract the black men huh?" And I just smiled and said, "I guess I do." (I found out my trainer is half Jamaican, half Asia. Mmm, he's almost good enough to eat!)

Moving away from gym stuff now. I finally got an acceptance to my first choice university for graduate work! I'm so excited! I'll be starting my MA next year! Woot! I am so unbelieveably stoked for September. I can't wait to go apartment shopping and then on a massive spending spree at Ikea! Thankfully PinkPolish and I will only be a 40 minute drive from one another, so when the going gets tough, we'll get together and drink our problems away.

Oh, and I'm also going to Hawaii in May for 10 days and I'm going back to New York City with PinkPolish in June! It's gonna be one awesome summer!