With a full intent to hit the gym like it was Rihanna and I was Chris Brown (ohhhh ouch), I set out to pick up my gym rat buddy.
After arriving at her house and sitting on the couch, I became very apparent that we are no longer going to the gym. In fact, we were hungry.
An hour of pretending we were going to be good and not eat (and waiting for her husband to get home and go get us food, because seriously, we didn't want to drive), we buckled and had in-n-out instead of working out.
Two hours later of talking and laughing it was nearly 3am and I went home.
Sometimes, the best gym is laughing your ass off with the best people you know.
Squash squash...robot robot lol
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