My Manifesto: The Incoherent Ramblings of a Madman

I got caught at the gym yesterday getting some water to drink from the tap. There is this large sign there:

"for employees only - bottled water is available for purchase from the front counter"

This instructor comes up to me and was like : "are you here for hte body balance class?" so, in caught red handed fashion, I was pretty much like "umm yes, yes I am" so body balancing I was.

As much as I am ashamed to admit it, it wasn't to bad. There was a bit of pilates, a bit of yoga, a bit of tai-chi, and a bit of something else that I can not for the life of me remember the name of it. It sounded asian, and when I inquired about where it was from the instructor pretty much answered with "i don't have a clue, but considering I teach it, I really should look into it so when beginners like you ask me I don't sound like a bafoon", I just replied with a "we'll just say it's asian, it sounds asian, good enough answer for me."

One of the ladies there told me that I would be hurting tomorrow, and in brash fashion I was like "I've done so many exercises today that whether I had done the body balance class or not I'd be hurting the next day". However, here I sit, sore all over, and cursing the day I decided to do body balance. Will I go again next week? Maybe; it's not such a bad thing to cool down with after a day at the gym, and god knows I could do with some flexibility.