Gym
July 22, 2002 - 9:22 pm
I went to my gym orientation today and oh. my. gosh. the personal trainer was just cute as a little puppy dog. I swear if he had a tail, he’d wag it. I just wanted to pinch his cheeks, especially after he told me that I don’t look 32. I wasn’t hot for him or anything, just wanted to pat him on the head.
Then he called me “ma’am”. And he mentioned that he wasn’t even 21 yet.
WTF was I thinking? I mean honestly, pinch his cheeks? Am I really getting to be that old? Jeez, I was just his age when I moved to this burg, and now I feel this huge age gap.
It doesn’t help that I just read a Good Housekeeping article that said peri-menopause (a.k.a. The Change) can start as soon as 37.
Shit.