I need to go to the gym. I have no motivation. My upcoming wedding should be motivation, but it isn't. I need a gym buddy. I saw an ad online yesterday for a service that pairs you with a gym buddy. Kind of like online dating, but sweatier. I don't think I am that desperate yet. Yet.
If I get there, I think my ad will read something like this.
Hi, my name is Tricia. I really enjoy syncing my ipod to yours, so that we can dance together on the treadmills. I am good at the robot, even at high speeds. Ask my old gym buddy. I have included her as a reference. It is the least she can do, since she up and moved and screwed me out of a gym buddy (Tiffany, I am talking to you). Since I am competitive, I will need to outrun you. I will also need to look better than you while doing so. So please, run slow for only fifteen minutes, and make it look like it hurts. During the summer, "working out" will be code word for sitting by the pool while using the free child care for the maximum allotted two hours. My new gym buddy will need to be proficient in lying to children. You should be comfortable with phrases such as, "My hair is not wet from swimming. I just sweat a lot when I run." I also enjoy a cold drink from Starbucks after a hard workout. I justify this, because I once read a study that caffeine eases muscle soreness. I am looking for a partner that is happy to join along on a Starbucks run. Dancing in the car on the ride is mandatory, however, I will give you radio control. In conclusion, if anyone is interested in a sometimes working out, goofy dancing, coffee loving, liar then I am just the gym buddy for you!
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I so wish we lived closer. You know I would be all over this.
Sheri, Sheri, Sheri. You did not read the requirements at all. I said I need someone that makes me lookd good working out. I happen to know you are quite athletic. Also, you can probably do a kick ass robot, given that your dancing abilities exceed mine. I can't work out with you, you would make me look bad.
Although, in reality, it would be awesome if you lived closer and joined the Y. I have a favorite treadmill picked out, and you can have the one next to it.
I did go running through the neighborhood today. I made it about one mile, before I thought I was going to pass out. Wimp.
oh girl you just wait until I get back, i am so gonna be your gym buddy. Its gonna rock
I am not competitive...I am in NO WAY athletic...nor can I do the robot...BUT I do love me some Starbucks and "lying" to children about where I've been. Also, I can bust a move in a moving vehicle...I think we'd make the perfect pair. And...I think the membership I got to the Y 5 years ago is still good...I used it two, yes two, times. It's all 60 minutes fault...when I got home from my second trip to the Y there was a segment on "germs in the gym." I was over it...I have a little bit of a germ phobia. Now it's just too bad we don't live closer...actually I have no idea where you live...we could be neighbors for all I know...except my neighbor is "special" and has really bad hair...
Aimee.... I am FAR northwest Houston. Maybe we could meet in the middle at the Y. And um, I carry around a spray bottle with cleaner, and clean each machine before I get on it. Yes, I am a dork like that!
Rachel, I am waiting on you to get back, so we can work out together! And shop together. I need a shopping buddy, too. The guys can watch the kids, and we can shop. Good plan, huh?
Damnit...I'm in far Southeast, like right by the dirty bay Southeast...BUT we are talking about moving North...Woodlands, Conroe, anywhere but here area. IF I ever got my butt back in a gym I would totally bring cleaner...I was SHOCKED after I watched that 60 minutes...I don't know why it shocked me because some people are just so dirty, but it did. Oh, and can I please go shopping with yall too?? =)
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LOL - I don't think it'd make you dorky either. ;)
Am I the only one who finds the idea of finding a gym buddy online creepy? I saw my sister looking for roommates on craigslist and freaked out. It's not as creepy as a roommate, but I think there's a lot of weirdos at the gym too.
It is totally weird.
Aimee, you know, I happen to know a realtor (ME!) if you are in the market for a new home.
Oh, freakin sweet! When we start getting serious about finding a house I will for sure let you know! Right now we've just been looking online and stuff - we don't want to waste anyones time since we aren't seriously looking yet. I wonder what my husband will say when I tell him, "Honey, I found us a GREAT realtor through blogging!" hahaha He already thinks blogging is "weird."
Kenny thinks it is weird, too. We'll totally pretend we know each other from somewhere else!
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