tootsie_lou Posted March 7, 2009 Report Share Posted March 7, 2009 Hey guys--I got this in an email. It's a little lengthy, but I was laughing until I had tears in my eyes "Dear Diary, For my birthday this year, my daughter (the dear) purchased a week of personal training at the local health club for me. Although I am still in great shape since being a high school football cheerleader 43 years ago, I decided it would be a good idea to go ahead and give it a try. I called the club and made my reservations with a personal trainer named Belinda, who identified herself as a 26-year-old aerobics instructor and model for athletic clothing and swim wear. My daughter seemed pleased with my enthusiasm to get started! The club encouraged me to keep a diary to chart my progress. ________________________________ MONDAY: Started my day at 6:00 a.m. Tough to get out of bed, but found it was well worth it when I arrived at the health club to find Belinda waiting for me. She is something of a Greek goddess - with blond hair, dancing eyes and a dazzling white smile. Woo Hoo!! Belinda gave me a tour and showed me the machines. I enjoyed watching the skillful way in which she conducted her aerobics class after my workout today. Very inspiring! Belinda was encouraging as I did my sit-ups, although my gut was already aching from holding it in the whole time she was around. This is going to be a FANTASTIC week! ________________________________ TUESDAY: I drank a whole pot of coffee, but I finally made it out the door. Belinda made me lie on my back and push a heavy iron bar into the air--then she put weights on it! My legs were a little wobbly on the treadmill, but I made the full mile. Belinda's rewarding smile made it all worthwhile. I feel GREAT! It's a whole new life for me. _______________________________ WEDNESDAY: The only way I can brush my teeth is by laying the toothbrush on the counter and moving my mouth back and forth over it. I believe I have a hernia in both pectorals. Driving was OK as long as I didn't try to steer or stop. I parked on top of a GEO in the club parking lot. Belinda was impatient with me, insisting that my screams bothered other club members. Her voice is a little too perky for that early in the morning and when she scolds, she gets this nasally whine that is VERY annoying. My chest hurt when I got on the treadmill, so Belinda put me on the stair monster. Why the heck would anyone invent a machine to simulate an activity rendered obsolete by elevators? Belinda told me it would help me get in shape and enjoy life. She said some other crap too. ______________________________ THURSDAY: Belinda was waiting for me with her vampire-like teeth exposed as her thin, cruel lips were pulled back in a full snarl. I couldn't help being a half an hour late - it took me that long to tie my shoes. Belinda took me to work out with dumbbells. When she was not looking, I ran and hid in the rest-room. She sent another skinny bitch to find me. Then, as punishment, she put me on the rowing machine -- which I sank. _______________________________ FRIDAY: I hate that bitch Belinda more than any human being has ever hated any other human being in the history of the world. Stupid, skinny, anemic, anorexic little cheerleader. If there was a part of my body I could move without unbearable pain, I would beat her with it. Belinda wanted me to work on my triceps. I don't have any triceps! And if you don't want dents in the floor, don't hand me the daggone barbells or anything that weighs more than a sandwich. The treadmill flung me off and I landed on a health and nutrition teacher. Why couldn't it have been someone softer, like the drama coach or the choir director? ________________________________ SATURDAY: Belinda left a message on my answering machine in her grating, shrilly voice wondering why I did not show up today. Just hearing her voice made me want to smash the machine with my planner; however, I lacked the strength to even use the TV remote and ended up catching eleven straight hours of the Weather Channel. ________________________________ SUNDAY: I'm having the Church van pick me up for services today so I can go and thank GOD that this week is over. I will also pray that next year my daughter will choose a gift for me that is fun -- like a root canal or a hysterectomy. I still say if God had wanted me to bend over, he would have sprinkled the floor with diamonds!!!" (Sorry-there was a little "flowery" language) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Silverstarz76 Posted March 8, 2009 Report Share Posted March 8, 2009 Very cute... Thank you for sharing!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
AngelaAnn Posted March 8, 2009 Report Share Posted March 8, 2009 Bwahahahahaha!! Awesome! I loves it! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JazzyJude Posted March 8, 2009 Report Share Posted March 8, 2009 Bwahahahahaha!! Awesome! I loves it! LMAOROTF! I laughed so hard, I've a stitch on my side! Oh, this is so hilarious! Thanks for bringing a smile first thing for me! hehehe...wait til I share this with the others...way too funny! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
crazycoolbutterfly Posted March 10, 2009 Report Share Posted March 10, 2009 LMAOROTF! I laughed so hard, I've a stitch on my side! Oh, this is so hilarious! Thanks for bringing a smile first thing for me! hehehe...wait til I share this with the others...way too funny! DITTO!!!! OMG THAT IS TOOOOO FUNNY!!! I TOTALLY loved it!.... I needed that laugh, had a rough workout today and was like, I totatlly need to skip Wed, but I will just take it easy on Wed... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CJen Posted March 10, 2009 Report Share Posted March 10, 2009 LMAO! Thanks for sharing your diary. It totally boosted my spirits! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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