Ultra longtime blog member, Deb, shares this very funny Erik story with me yesterday. With her permission, I’m posting it for the rest of the family to enjoy.
Had to share this experience with you. I got a real kick out of it for sure! You may post it to the CE blog if you like.
I was at the gym this morning and we were working out with those BIG exercise balls, the ones you sit on, etc.. I was in the back of the room. We completed one set of exercises with the ball and went on to something else. I pushed my ball to my left and against the wall.
A few minutes went by and as we were doing some squats (just love those) I noticed my ball had rolled up next to my workout step.. hmm. So I rolled it back. A few minutes later it was back, again…double hmmm. This time when I rolled it back I put my water bottle in front of it and said in my mind, OK Erik let’s see you move it now.
Fast forward a few minutes. I look now to my right as my eye has caught another ball which is about a foot behind me and to my right. This ball belonged to another woman in the class and had rolled approximately 15 ft towards me. I turned around when I realized it was there and the woman behind me just looked at me and said “that ball just rolled right over to you” ! I took that ball and placed it back on the rack thinking I had handled all of this rolling around ball stuff. But NOOOOOO. No sooner did I put that ball in the rack and go back to my workout, ANOTHER different ball rolled up to me from behind! The poor lady behind me was in shock. Her eyes were like saucers and she said “you must be a ball magnet or something, I have never seen anything like this”!!
As we were doing our ab crunches I looked around the room to see if there was some natural force at work that may have steered those balls my way like a fan, or a dip in the floor. Couldn’t identify anything unusual to cause this to happen. Could it have been our favorite prankster at work??
We’ll see if Jason and Robert weigh in. While reading Deb’s email to Jason, he starts to laugh and tells me Erik shouted, “Balls to the wall!” at the part when she places it next to the wall.
By the way, this phrase in no way corresponds to any part of the male anatomy. It actually refers to the balls on top of the throttles on planes in ?World War II. When the pilot pushes the throttles all the way to the dashboard/firewall, the plane’s at full power. Ha, you guys are all pervs, just like Erik! Dang, he’s a bad influence on y’all!
That little stinker. Of course he probably followed Deb to the ladies’ locker room. Poor Deb. Working out will never be the same.
And now, the five biggest reasons Erik loves messing with girls with exercise balls:
and last but not least (and Erik’s favorite):
(Hey, he made me include this one, so don’t shoot the messenger.)
Now, any of you slackers who haven’t voted for the 2011 Bloggies…do it or you’re grounded! Be sure to click on the URL in the confirmation email. Look in your spam folders if it doesn’t appear within seconds of your vote. Purdy please!