I went to the gym and ran on the treadmill with Vin today.
I also did yoga with Vin today.
(no laughing, Vin)
And get this, the boys were happily playing in the children's area with nary a care in the world (literally; World Gym rocks for childcare!).
I was at the doorstep of being able to take a nice lounge in the steam room, but then the kids saw me and Atticus tried to climb the window to get to me, and then I watched Dillon drool over another little girl's goldfish crackers and when she wouldn't give him any he took off in a hurry only to return with a toy cup. He put it down on the table in front of her and pointed at it and said, 'Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!'
Nothing. Not even a crumb.
The guilt of not having brought snacks for them (or so much as a sippy cup with water) and the fact that Atticus had pretty much climbed up the window made me scratch the steam room idea and just bundle them up and go home so we could have goldfish crackers and water for supper.
Aaaaaaaanywaaaaaays...
So, there I am getting yoga instruction from my own personal yoga instructor when I glance over at said yoga instructor and think to myself, my, what a bendy man that is.
Really, he's even more bendy than I knew.
Bendy, bendy, bendy.
And I have to say, in that moment I would've paid good money for a lock on the door and a blind in the window...
Just sayin'.
2 comments:
hmmm, Bendy?
that was almost TMI
Because who'd have thought a yoga instructor would be bendy...
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