Sometimes I like to do things just to get a reaction. Actually, let me start over. Since I’m newly single, I’ve decided to get back into shape. Any shape really, as long as the beer gut is less noticeable. Like most people, I have a workout partner. The main reason for this is that, if I don’t make a commitment to someone else to meet him at the gym, I’m probably going to find an excuse not to go by myself. Shocking.

We also try to motivate each other, which brings me back to my newest genius idea. I’m sure most of you have been in the gym and heard the guys yelling at their partners who are bench pressing, “Come on, man! Explode! Hell Yeah!” This makes me laugh. Especially the “explode” part. I’ve decided (although I have yet to consult Stan on this) to come up with motivational things to yell that will sound completely out of place. I’m also considering using some sort of accent. Since I’m feeling lazy today, I’m just going to make a list. Then I’m going to take a nap.

I say, good sir! That was remarkable!

Splendid!

My, what incredible might you possess!

Heavens to Betsy!

What a feat of strength!

What a Herculean effort!

One more set, and I’ll buy you ice cream on the way home!

Okay, so I just came up with that last one because I’m craving ice cream…and then a nap. I love rainy weekend days.

link put on wax by JT @ 12:26