Unacceptable!

I can't believe this nonsense! I was at the gym last night (and no, that's not the unbelievable part), just a joggin' away when some idiot trainer-person comes up to me and tells me my time is up! There, mid stride, just tells me to get off the treadmill cause there was a line.

Can you believe the nerve! Of course I made some enquiries and this is apparently the policy when folks take too long, meaning more than 30 minutes. So I looked around...nary a sign in sight announcing such a thing, to be sure I was NOT pleased.

Now look here. I do not delight in hauling my fat ass on to treadmills. Y'all know if I had my way about things my ass would be parked on a bar stool sipping Mimosas every evening, but instead I have been forced into physical activity by America's insistance that all brides suffer a weight-loss regime. So don't ask me to stop running when it has taken every ounce of willpower I possess just to start!

Of course those fat bitches behind the counter were no help, they think folks were taking to long. Of course from the looks of them, 30 seconds on a treadmill might be pushing their activity limit. Why is it that fitness facilities don't emphasize muscle tone with their employees?

Of course the rage only grew from there. I mean this is not the Student Rec Center with 10 machines that 20,000 students share for free. Hell no, I pay plen-ty of money every month to be able to sweat in peace and I do not wish to be disturbed because the gym doesn't have enough machines. This is not my problem.

And with that, I huffed out of the gym and spend the rest of my workout exercising my fingers as I typed a strongly worded letter to the entire sports club system. They haven't had the decency or the nerve to respond as of yet, but never fear, they will hear from me again and again until justice is served and my ass has shrunk!