How Did Joining a Gym Become the Answer to Everything?

My ass and pants aren’t friends.

JOIN A GYM.

I feel like a fool “running” with the jogging stroller.

JOIN A GYM.

I wanted to do Mommy and Me swim classes.

JOIN A GYM.ย Assuming they have a pool, of course.

I need to leave the house more.

JOIN A GYM.

I need a teeny break from the 24 hour parenting.

JOIN A GYM. With Child Care.

I need to take better care of myself.

JOIN A GYM.

My legs are pale.

JOIN A GYM. Assuming they have a pool, of course.

I’m tired because I can’t sleep.

JOIN A GYM.

Little A needs to socialize.

JOIN A GYM. With Child Care.

I don’t like talking to people but I need to socialize.

JOIN A GYM. Bring headphones.

I’m bored.

JOIN A GYM.

So I did.

Seriously. What the fuck.

Truth.

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7 thoughts on “How Did Joining a Gym Become the Answer to Everything?

  1. Lucky. My 1yr old never transitioned to the childcare. She suddenly got extreme separation anxiety whenever we entered the kidcare room. #$@! baby.

  2. jamielholland89 says:

    I’d say your first mistake was ever letting joining the gym become an answer!

    My favorite ones to judge are the girls in slutty outfits never breaking a sweat!

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