Reality

There is a background story to this, but it’s unnecessary for this purpose.

My trainer and I had words in regards to something that I couldn’t do.  I say I can’t do it, she says I can.  I’m the one doing it, so I’d think I’d know, but she’s the boss.

With that, I went back a day later and decided to give it a whack.  Though I was completely unable to do 3 sets, I was able to do one complete set and 1/3 of the 2nd set (barely!).  I was able to do more than I had given her in the gym the day previously.

All this time while I’m doing this (and prior to doing it) I kept telling myself that ‘I left my vagina at home.’  The gym has taught me that I was a 300lb mangina (as my trainer calls it) and I’m now a 250lb mangina.  So I’m continuing to tell myself ‘I left my vagina at home’.

Here is the reality.  My trainer brings her vagina with her to the gym every day, for that matter she takes it with her every where.  Ain’t that a bitch!