The Lowest Low

I supposedly don't care much about what people really think of me (yeah, right.) So I go about most days with messed-up hair, outfitted in ratty gym clothes (that I worked out in, although I don't smell in them), wearing a somewhat nerdy pair of glasses.

But today was the, what I call "The Lowest of The Lows". I traveled across town to the gym, headed into the locker room, only to realize that I didn't bring my usual pair of gym shorts. I knew that if I ran home to grab them, I wouldn't come back to work out.

So, I exercised in my boxer shorts.

Yup- lifted weights, took a class, and then hopped on a cross-trainer afterwards.

Talkin' about a breezy workout. Guess I didn't sweat as much as I normally do.