When I told Trainer Tracey I’d buy a balance ball to workout with at home, I doubt this is what she had in mind:
I ran out of room on my clothes drying rack for my bras. Calm down, it’s not like you haven’t seen underwear before. You may have even seen mine if you ever hung out drinking at Murphy’s Bar in downtown Salt Lake during my late 20s. If you did, by chance, pick up a black lacy number off of the street can you mail it to me? I’ve never found one that fits as well as that one did.
Needless to say I’ve lost some of my workout motivation. I really need to get back into the groove of it. I’m sure the elderly couple misses me something fierce.