Abuelo Spandexo Strikes Again

I know you're all on the edges of your seats wondering if I've found my keys, but that's tomorrow's blog post.

Went to the gym last night. Kevin reports that 'Abuelo Spandexo', heretofore known as the old guy who (inappropriately) wears the spandex shorts, settled in on the bench in the locker room with a newspaper and camped out for awhile yesterday. Is that really what you want to do in a locker room? "Oh, don't mind me you sweaty, naked, mens!"

Also, there was a girl who was lying on the floor doing all kinds of painful looking ab exercises, and she was wearing a strand of pearls. Granted, I don't think they were real, but still they looked pretty funny accenting her workout attire. I guess she thought she needed an extra feminine touch to off-set the sweat and the pained look on her face.

I sat down on one of the birthing balls (what are they called in a gym setting?) and wondered what I would do if it had popped when I sat on it. I decided that I would probably leave the gym in shame and never go back. And probably would have had to break up with my boyfriend for laughing at my misfortune. Thank goodness that didn't happen.

Anyway, I had a good leg workout last night. I went home and congratulated myself by eating the remaining Milky Way Eggs, which have no nougat in them! What's up with that? Milky Ways have caramel AND nougat in them. The picture on the package showed eggs with caramel AND nougat in them. The eggs had no nougat, just caramel. I ate them just the same.