She's my witness! (Ooh-whee!)
And she was. Just a short little sighting here, when I was working out this morning. I'd done one round already on a medieval torture/exercise device called a Jacob's Ladder, did other stuff on other machines and was getting ready for my second round on the Ladder when a trainer and his trainee or whatever you call them came round and apparently the Jacob's Ladder was next on the whatever's fitness regimen. I say this because as I was strapped in and just getting ready to start climbing, I heard her say...
"Well, don't you work here? Just tell him to get off!"
The trainer just sort of looked at her, and then turned to me and asked politely if they could use the Jacob's Ladder.
I agreed.
"I was going to put her on a stairstepper, but--"
She broke in, "But I whine a lot."
I looked at her. "You don't say."
And then I went to pull on a rope for ten minutes.
Boy, am I sore.
And she was. Just a short little sighting here, when I was working out this morning. I'd done one round already on a medieval torture/exercise device called a Jacob's Ladder, did other stuff on other machines and was getting ready for my second round on the Ladder when a trainer and his trainee or whatever you call them came round and apparently the Jacob's Ladder was next on the whatever's fitness regimen. I say this because as I was strapped in and just getting ready to start climbing, I heard her say...
"Well, don't you work here? Just tell him to get off!"
The trainer just sort of looked at her, and then turned to me and asked politely if they could use the Jacob's Ladder.
I agreed.
"I was going to put her on a stairstepper, but--"
She broke in, "But I whine a lot."
I looked at her. "You don't say."
And then I went to pull on a rope for ten minutes.
Boy, am I sore.
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