Me Against the Music

If there is one thing worse than working out*, that is getting to the gym and realizing that your iPod has no charge left. You are forced to strain your eyes so as to read the closed captioning of the The Tony Danza Show while listening to the L.A. Fitness Satellite Radio Station, which you think might occasionally play a decent song, if you could hear more than the woosh, woosh, woosh of the bass.

Also not fun? When you work your ass off on the elliptical for just 30 minutes because, oh god, not another 10 minutes without your earbuds, and your trainer catches you leaving as he pulls out of the parking lot with a very pretty in-shape girl in the passenger's seat. If you encounter such a situation, pretend you don't see him, even when he is screaming out of his car window, "Hey! What are you doing!? I just saw you go in!!!!!!" Otherwise you just sound like you're making excuses.

* (or hearing about Baby Suri one more effing time)