Mestee Blogger

I woke up a little late this morning and had to do a little jogging on my way to the commuter rail, but I made it there on time. I boarded the train and turned to go to the next car on the train, but there was a line of people and no room to move yet. Since I had nowhere to go for the moment, I stood at the top of the stairs. A woman, probably in her 50's, continued walking up the stairs and onto the train, despite my presence there. She ran into my elbow and huffed "You hit my glasses!".
I chose to forego truth for politeness and said "Oh, I'm sorry". If I chose to go for truth, I probably would have been more specific...you know, something like "I'm sorry that you chose to run face-first into my elbow. I wish you luck in avoiding stationary objects in the future." She even huffed and shook her head at me after my apology. I'm wondering what she would have preferred me to do.

I have an appointment with a personal trainer at Bally's tonight, but I think I might cancel it because it looks like Jacko is coming down to Boston Ave. You get one free session with a personal trainer when you join the gym, and the people at the gym have been hounding me to use it forever. I've been hesitant because I've seen the people running around the gym, catching and throwing and picking up medicine balls, doing resistance excercises with the trainer, and all I can think is, "I wonder how much they're paying to look like a jackass?". I think I might cave in and give it a shot anyway...it can't help but be good blogger fodder.

I'm not sure if I've linked to this site before, but I've had the Crohn's Disease song in my head all day. Maybe after you listen to it, you can have it in your head, too.
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