Not too long ago I was talked into joining a "Survivor Boot Camp Program" much to my dismay. It was not the brightest idea and as my skills in the field of exercise had never been displayed it was hard to not imagine it. I believe these types of hard physical labor are not for everyone, and most times I don't think it is for me either. But then there are times where something comes along to shake me up a bit and make me roll on the floor that makes me realize I really can do anything!
After boot camp one fine cold morning, I was on an exercise buzz. I could conqueor the world!! As my friend Myra and I left the local gym building downtown I was full of conversation. As you all know I did not want to skip a beat on my "storytelling" so instead of waiting for the rotating glass door to do it's full round before jumping in - I went on through right behind Myra, and yelled, "I'm comin' in!" and joined Myra in the extra small space to get outside. I momentarily forgot my work out backpack I was carrying that would set me back a bit and lunged only enough into the moving space for me, but not the pack. Oops. As my back pack stayed outside the doors and Myra pushed heartily forward around the circle, we both stopped dead in our tracks! I did not stop completely, however, as the backpack straps caused a rubber band effect, and I nailed Myra from behind. And there we were, stuck in the rotating door together. My backpack in the gym and Myra and I, in a very cramped glass space. I can still see the look on her face...something like, "what on earth are you doing??!!" I can also see the many scores of pedestrians on the busy morning downtown streets eyeing us oddly. She kept pushing forward so the door kept slapping me from behind and in turn I kept slapping Myra. It was only funny for the first few tries after that it was kind of uncomfortable and awkward. It was then that I noticed that we were not the only ones trapped, the other members of the downtown gym were attempting to leave also, and we were thus creating quite the long line up.It was then that I burst, right out loud with tears rolling down my face! I still chuckle while I jot this down. Just as the security guard started towards us, I made a quick backward attemp, dislogged my bag and propelled us with such speed that we both nearly fell onto the outside pavement. All I could say the whole way to the parkade was,"I'm sorry, I'll take my own, next time."
I wish that every time I experience these fun adventures where I look absolutely foolish all of you could see them. Life is never boring and I just love it! I may shake my head for awhile but no matter what it's all good and it's all I live for!
Welcome!
It's finally here, the amazing string of stories that some may call my life! I love my life and hopefully you will too. When it rains it pours, so go grab your umbrella and take a stroll with me down memory lane...
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