Wednesdays are kickboxing days.
This last particular Wednesday, right before kickboxing, I somehow managed to pull out the string/elastic thingy that holds one's pants up.
I spent the entire class trying to keep from exposing my ass to the rest of the participants as the instructor made us run around the gym, skip rope, and other things hazardous to my pants falling down.
I'm sure I looked like the complete fool that I felt...
This last particular Wednesday, right before kickboxing, I somehow managed to pull out the string/elastic thingy that holds one's pants up.
I spent the entire class trying to keep from exposing my ass to the rest of the participants as the instructor made us run around the gym, skip rope, and other things hazardous to my pants falling down.
I'm sure I looked like the complete fool that I felt...
1 comment:
OMG. This is a sign why we are such good friends - I was doing laundry the other day, and the string to my workout pants decided to get nicely caught in the agitator in the washing machine, and ripped the string right in half. I feel you pain my dear, as I too was looking like a plumber yesterday at the gym. LOL. I dont beleive in karma and all that other nonsense, but when shit like this happens, I HAVE to think twice. :) LOL. Cheers to our ass cracks!! Hahaha!!!
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