Today I was caught doing an ab work-out at my desk with an exercise ball. Yes, I have an exercise ball at my desk, it's green, and it's all I have in this world.
For a deeper look into my psyche, read on:
I work too much. So much, in fact, that it has been impossible to go to the gym this week. What's a girl to do? Well, I think doing crunches while on a conference call is the perfect answer to this dilemma.
So today, I was sitting on my trusted ball at the computer getting an email out, but taking the opportunity to do some ab exercises in between paragraphs. I mean, no shame or blame in that! Soooooooooo as I was wrapping up, I hear "Is that what you do all day?"
Dun dun duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun.
It was a VP from the L.A. office, a woman I have only met once. Because I suck at lying I just answered "Yes, as a matter of fact. Well this and work at the same time, of course." I was waiting for the tongue-lashing, but no. Instead, I could almost swear there was light suddenly shining on her. She lit up and said, "I just started working out with a personal trainer. That's a great idea."
Ohhhhhhhh yeah. Makin' moves. Bold moves.
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