OK, I’m limited on the “wit” part, but let me live with my fantasy, OK? Sorta like some of the women at the gym. Turns out the surly woman is back and I think her name is Megan. And I talked to someone who was watching the marathon at mile 12 and her name is Megan. And then there’s my friend whose dad I was supposed to call back and her name is Megan. Why am I listing Megans? I have no real idea.

What I was really going to mention is the fantasy woman at the gym, who I’ve never spoken to and who works out a LOT. She dresses like a hairdresser. Or, in other words, kinda stylish and kinda nutty. Well, I wanted to be a hairdresser when I was in high school, so there you have it. I still have no idea what point I was trying to make.

My trainer, Dave, went to a trainer’s conference in NYC and came back with all sorts of new ideas and silly looking exercises using the medicine ball and the Swiss ball. Not only do they look simple and silly, hey all involve a lot of balance and use of small stabilizing muscles that most people don’t use. This made these simple looking motions very hard. For example, pushups on the ball. You have to keep yourself balanced on this wobbly thing while you’re doing the regular exercise. I wonder if they didn’t just sit around and figure out how to make people look stupid and still get paid for it.