Pain For Pleasure

Pain for Pleasure. What an interesting concept. I remember a long time ago when I was a teen (this is the part where you laugh b/c i'm 20 ::slaps leg and laughs hysterically::) I had this idea while in a relationship. Things are crazy and insane but nothing is won without a battle I would think to myself. And in battles there's pain, there's losses and there's dying. At the end however, there's pleasure, there's victory and there's life. Today, I look back and I think the concept is pretty swell and all but it definitely was construed in that season of my life.
Anyways all that to say...I joined Bally's Fitness with my right hand woman Evelynda and I was extremely excited about this decision. Hark! I stand (sit rather) before you with a little tid bit of advice. Actually this advice is for mother's who have no children but are thinking about having children. Are you ready? As soon as those little mongrols, I mean bundles of joy pop out, have dumbbells and ab balls waiting for them. Do this not to cause them PAIN. Seriously, I've started to work out then I stopped and recently I stopped for about a year and now I'm back at it. If I could describe the pain I'm feeling right now I'll do so ever so dramatically...My abs feel like somebody is cutting me with blistering cold ice cubes. Cutting down into the skin and right into my muscles. Ahhh, how refreshing that feeling is (NOT!) Naturally, this morning I had trouble brushing my teeth so Evelyn I apologize but my breath may be a bit on fire today lol JK. I naturally had difficulties pulling up my legs to put on my socks BUT BUT BUT...the most excruciating pain which I never thought could even be excruciating is my PELVIC muscles!!!! Oh my Precious Jesus come back tomorrow, for the cup that I bare is death in the form of a squat. Bussers, taxi cab drivers, teachers, trustees, loan officers and Amish farmers (thanking the little people) the pain I am feeling is UNREAL. I want to walk like I have something stuck up my bahunga (shout-out to Virg) that's derrière for those of you who don't know and for those of you who don't know what derrière is...take a French class or Google it :oP. Anywho...I want to walk crouched over and complain to whoever will listen BUT alas...I am looking to head over to the gym in approximately thirty minutes. On my journey there I will prepare a soliloquy of things to say to Fred, our personal trainer, to discourage him from ever training anyone again. You see I liked Fred when I met him...today, TWO not one day but TWO days after I worked out...I feel like a huge walking black and blue.

Pain for pleasure. Why not. I want to live long and smell the flowers in Spring while swatting at bees at the same time. I guess, I'll be fit by May which is kinda worth it. A healthy heart never killed anyone LOL...read that line again...I think that was classic. ::Literally slaps legs with a sincere hysterical laughter:: Wooooo call me drug because I crack myself up. ::LAUGHS AGAIN::

Alrighty folks, it's been extremely real...have a fabulous day and I'll conclude my day if I'm able to pick up my arms to type. God Bless and enjoy His winter beauty instead of complaining about the cold!