Wednesday, February 9, 2011

THIS would be why I don't go to a gym.  Only at home can I wear brown socks with my grey shoes and run on the treadmill.  No one is judging me, eyeing my perfectly slouched brown socks or asking me to hurry up and get off of the treadmill.  At home, I can run, walk, sweat and watch TV in the privacy of my guest bedroom in the most hideous work-out attire known to man. 

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