Weekend Things

It’s Monday again.

I can’t complain, really, because my weekend was pretty great. I did a whole lotta nothin’ – which was exactly what the doctor (not really) ordered.

On Friday, I forced myself to make it to Body Pump after work. Did I mention that it was Friday? After work?

I was slightly annoyed because the instructor had on a full face of make-up and left her (really long) hair down. Did I miss out on the Prom Edition of Body Pump memo?

It was a struggle to get past the make up, but it helped when she congratulated everyone for coming on Friday after work. Nice, I thought, she knows this is an accomplishment.

But then I harshly judged her again after she went on to say, Is anyone going to happy hour after this?

YOU KNOW IT. I thought to myself.

Not me, she says. THIS is my happy hour.

Oh, vomit.  

I was able to shake the Beauty Queen of Body Pump on Saturday morning at Body Flow. Per the usual, I was the first one there.

A few people (via Instagram) were concerned about the fact that I was looking pretty emo just sitting in the dark. Fear not. The instructors at my gym always hold yoga and Flow in a dimly lit room. I really enjoy it.

Maybe that is pretty emo of me.

When I got home, Cory made us breakfast. He loves cooking breakfast, which is perfect because I love eating breakfast.

Later in the day, Emily and Jamie came over to lounge and do nothing. It was pretty fantastic. And now, with a recharged battery, I’m off to conquer this week.

 

Comments

  1. says

    Makeup while working out is bad enough…but hair down?! Come on!

    Totally random, but this post reminded me of the time a spin instructor at my old gym played a movie during class…something about dolphins. I was SO PISSED!

  2. says

    Ha, I know instructors like that. Those are the same people who talk about how their protein shakes are just as good as ANY milkshake and they can’t even taste a difference. Or how they don’t even crave junk food, ever. Really? I’m not buying it.

  3. Julia says

    I hate when instructors and other gym members come to the gym with a face full of makeup…oddly enough, those women are usually the ones that half ass the class. I went to a pump class yesterday, and the instructor (who I usually love) was talking to a pregnant woman and telling her how when she was pregnant, she taught a spin class the morning of her scheduled c-section and left the hospital looking like she didn’t have a baby. I don’t know, it just bothered me.

  4. says

    That’s a great way to start off your Monday! That’s funny about your dressed up bodypump instructor. There’s way too many girls like that at my gym…then there’s me, in baggy sweats, no makeup, and sweaty hair. Cool.

  5. says

    Yea for feeling recharged to tackle the week! Ugh, I don’t understand how people wear make-up while working out, & if my hair is anywhere near my face I freak out! I love eating breakfast also. Happy Monday!

  6. says

    I definitely don’t wear my hair down when I work out–I can’t even stand working out without a headband on because the idea of hair sticking to my face drives me crazy … BUT, I have gone to the gym with makeup on plenty of times, especially when I rush there for a class right after work. I still work hard though ;)

  7. says

    I just died laughing at prom edition body pump and your mental dialogue about her…please come to pittsburgh so we can go do something together and ppl watch…i do believe it would an entertaining experience for all

  8. mjantos says

    Since moving a few months ago and hence attending a new gym, I have noticed more and more people that think the gym is more like a catwalk than a place to drip sweat. HOW DOES ALL THAT MAKEUP NOT CLOG THEIR PORES!? my face would break out for sure.

  9. says

    I would rather DIE than work out with my hair down. Is that dramatic?

    Also, at the gym we used to go to, there was what I’m pretty sure was a life-size Barbie that used the elliptical every damn day. 1.) The elliptical EVERY day? How? Why? 2.) She didn’t sweat. I think she was chemically engineered that way. 3.) I don’t even look that good when I go out. 4.) Boobs. Lots of boobs.

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