I Suck At Working Out

i was talking with my friend (aimee) today and she had mentioned that she finally opened the box to her bosu ball. i assume she inflated the bosu ball because she asked me what she should do with it in terms of exercises.

for those of you how do not know what a bosu ball is, it "is an athletic training device consisting of an inflated rubber hemisphere attached to a rigid platform. It is also referred to as the 'blue half-ball', because it looks like a stability ball cut in half. The name is an acronym which stands for 'Both Sides Utilized,' (although the BOSU official web site also says it means 'Both Sides Up')". thank you wikipedia.

anyway, aimee asked if i worked out on the bosu ball because she knew i had one. (well, i really don't have one. i got one for karen for her birthday as it was something she had asked for. and yes, i suck at getting birthday presents) naturally, that got me thinking. i suck at working out because i haven't done any form of exercise in quite some time, which is somewhat odd because i just renewed by ymca membership last week. (i do get a free membership at the ymca because i work there part-time, but i have to renew it every year)

what is also somewhat odd is that the other day, the president of my former company came up to me from behind, placed his hands on my shoulders, and started to rub my shoulders. yes, i know that sounds awfully gay as i write it. if it helps, he is french. anyway, as he was rubbing my shoulders, he was surprised at how apparently in shape and strong i was. (my muscles could have been tense because i had another guy's hands on my shoulders, but if we wants to inflate my ego... so be it) anyway, he also asked about the last time i worked out and was surprised when i told him that it had been quite a while.

perhaps this is a sign that i should get my tubby body back in shape. either that, or it's a sign that i should hang out more with the president of my former company and continue to impress him with my deceptively doughy body.