Arianna
I spoke with Ari from Arlington yesterday about my adventures with the gym. I mentioned how nice it would be to complete this assignment in June, and then the following weekend go to the beach in SD for the 4th and actually wear a swimsuit. For a moment, I actually envisioned that this could be possible. And it was in that moment, I realized I really should not create an excuse to not work with a personal trainer. I could bring sexy back!
Beverly
At day's end, on my stroll to Union Station, I vaguely heard a "hi" but didn't recognize that it was being directed toward me. Moments later Beverly, a woman who works in HR at Grameen, was standing at my side. She asked if I was deep in thought and I admitted that I was deep in thought going through my list of excuses not to go to the gym. We changed subjects, talked about changes within Grameen and had a few laughs. As we parted ways, Beverly said to me, "I expect to hear a report on your trip to the gym tomorrow!" Shit. I got hit with a report request. Anyone who knows me well, knows that I cannot let people down when it comes to writing something up.
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I went to Hatha Yoga class. As soon as I walked in, I saw the instructor looked like a peaceful Greek God. The muscles in that man's arms looked like they had been chisled from marble. His hair curled shoulder length in a way that would have made Fabio jealous! I felt ridiculous trying to understand the various posing, but this turned out to be exactly what I needed. My muscles were still sore from my workout with the personal trainer on Monday, and this type of yoga focuses on stretching and centering the body.
And when I got in this morning, I made sure to submit my TPS report to Beverly.
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