As the title says, Miss Perky is not all perky. She’s a terror! Okay that might be a slight exaggeration. But she was definately hiding her true steely self behind her perkiness last week. While she is still a very nice person (and she really is quite nice), she wasn’t about to take any excuses of mine as to why I didn’t want to do this or that.
Maybe I might have whined a little when I got there, but I really didn’t whine too much. Just your standard amount, when you’re exercising and really don’t want to be there. I had better things to be doing. Like getting notes ready for my students on Friday, but nope, I had to get straight on the bike when she came over to meet me. There was the obligatory “Hello how are you going today? Had a good week?” Not even waiting for my answers, there was then this “Okay, on the bike please”. (Though I have to say she said it with the right amount of perkiness that I was fooled for a couple minutes). It was when she started leaning over and adjusting the tension (maybe not the right word to use here, but I’m sticking with it.) on the bike while I was riding it and it was getting harder and harder to keep up my end of her perky conversation, that I realised she is evil! Pure perky evil!! But good. I will give her that. She did it all so fluidly and quickly and quietly that I almost didn’t notice.
I did however notice the lunges that Miss Perky had me doing. I can just imagine myself walking down Rundle Mall doing these lunges. I looked like a raving lunatic. Quite funny actually. And god did they work my thighs. My legs were burning and then they felt like jelly. It was a nice feeling because I actually knew that I was doing something right.
So next week back to see Miss Perky, but this time I am ready for her. I will be perfect in everything I do, and I won’t whine and she will be super impressed with me (and it’s right about this time I think I will wake up!!!), but seriously I shall do better next week. And I won’t keep thinking of her as Miss Evil Perky……
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