4-Pack
“How was your Jamba Juice?” ‘J’, one of my physical therapists, asked as I walked into Terrio Therapy Fitness this evening.

“It was good!” I said smiling.

I had run into ‘J’ at Jamba Juice with his mom on Mother’s Day.

“Mine was good too, except I was picking raspberry seeds out of my teeth for a week afterwards.” ‘J’ explained.

“Oh, I always get the Orange Dream Machine!” I exclaimed. “It’s my favorite.”

“I almost got that one. I’ll have to try it next time.” ‘J’ said.

“It’s so good!” I exclaimed to ‘J’ before beginning my workout with my athletic trainer ‘M’.

‘M’ put my body through the ‘ringer’ as he usually does. Three sets of 15 of every conceivable exercise his evil mind thinks up for me to do. Lower body, knee strengthening, core stabilization, upper body, muscle and prone stretching, cardio and abs. I usually walk out of there feeling sore but invigorated. And while sometimes I may not be in the mood to workout when I go to Terrio, I am usually very glad that I went when I’m finished. My post-rehab workouts with ‘M’ are what keep my knees and the rest of me healthy.

“What abs exercises do you want me to do today?” I asked ‘M’.

“Leg lowers and sides with the medicine ball.” ‘M’ explained.

After three years at Terrio I’ve learned all of the short-cut-code terminology they use for the names of exercises. It’s not uncommon for their staff to tell you to “go and do Superman’s or Jane Fonda’s.”

“Hey that’s not bad.” ‘J’ said surprised as he watched me doing a leg lower exercise from the table next to me where he was working with a patient.

Leg lowers are hard. I was concentrating and counting in my head when ‘J’ suddenly gripped my abs muscles to see if I was doing the exercise properly.

“You’ve got a 4-pack, not bad. You’re working on a 6-pack.” ‘J’ said smiling.

“I’ve only got a 4-pack because I drink to many Jamba Juices.” I said.

“I’m working on a pony-keg myself.” ‘J’ laughed.

“All of these kids come in here thinking they’re being healthy by drinking Jamba Juices, when they are so full of sugar and carbs that turn to fat.” ‘J’ explained.

“I know! “I have a hard time resisting them myself. They are my comfort food.” I explained.

Jamba Juice has robbed me of a 6-pack!! If I ever want that flat stomach I told ‘M’ a couple of months ago I wanted; (which caused him to increase my abs-exercise torture), I’m going to have to slow down on the Jamba Juices. What will I do without Orange Dream Machines? There are so few innocent pleasures left in life as it is…  posted by Matildakay at 9:12 PM