And her name is Lynette. I’ve recently started working out trying to live a healthy lifestyle and all that junk, but who knew excercising would be such hard work. I joined a gym and I’m starting to notice some subtle differences in my body, so I decided to take a club boxing class. Sounds like fun right? Hell no. It sucked ass. While trying to gasp for breath, Lynette the aerobics instructor spat abuse at use telling us quitting was for losers. Well lose this bitch (since you can’t see what I’m doing I’ll tell you. I’m holding up my middle fingers). My I take kickboxing cardio, spin class and water aerobics, and each of those instructors are tough, but encouraging, they don’t make you feel bad for having a truck stop booty, but evil Lynette makes you wish you weren’t born with her perfect ass, pert breasts, tiny waist and perfect white teeth. I hate that bitch, and if I’d had the engery to wait around for her after class, I just might have been forced to kick her ass, but as it stood, I had to drag myself to my car and and then treat myself to a nice soak in the tub until my boobies shiveled to raisins and that’s not an easy feat. Anyway, I’m wondering if Lynette is just the kick in the ass I need, and no pain no gain and all that jazz….well on the other hand, f*uck that.