Stranger Masters the Ass Master!!!

A very weird title, but I finally did it. Yes Ladies and gens..I had my 1st official workout in the local gym. And it was not pretty, as its been a while since I had a decent workout. As a teenager I was in terrific shape after I shed like 55 pounds. I worked out and had a bod that was to die for, complete with 32-24-32 inch measurements. I could wear a size 3. Now...well, lets say that I've been eating too well in the past year or so..Hey! Thats what happens when you live with Mom who feeds you some home cooked Greek food. Now people can tell I'm Greek..Just check out the ass.
Anyhoo, what prompted me to finally stop procrastinating was a coupleof days ago I notice that in the local paper there was an advert for Bellydancing lessons in February. Mom thought the lessons were a great idea, as Greeks see Bellydancing as an art form..and it is. I just want to try it...who know? Maybe that skill would come in handy for me someday. Mom is a big fan of Odessey channel (the Greek channel on cable) and there will be music videos with Greek bellydancers, and I am impressed with the skill. Mom suddnly turns to me and says," You have to have a flat belly to bellydance. You're too fat to bellydance." I didn't know what to say..at that moment both I and Pizzaslinger were dumbstruck. Now my reading audience...I am not what you call "fat". I am a little thicker round the middle, and I have a butt, that , in the right pair of jeans would look good, but mostly looks ...well....BIG.
So my Mom went ahead of me to the gym with her friend tonight while I finished up at the restaurant. Then I followed, and found the gym in the basement. My mom shows me all the machines, as its been a while since I've set foot near exercise equipment.
She puts me on the treadmill....and so I walked , and walked, and walked...............and walked. Finally I got off the damned thing, because I realize that I am a human being and not a fuckin gerbil. So Mom put me through a series of exercises to work my upper body, then my abs, and finally the gluteous maximus (in my case the gluteous maximus gargantuatus). Took me about an hour and a half to get through tonights workout. I am sore all over. I mean, super sore. I'm sure I'll feel it worse tomorrow when I go again, but I'm gonna be sure I get my fat ass there every day if I can to work on it.
I hope I can go down a few pants sizes over the next month or so. I'll keep you posted.
In other news..we finally got the excess furniture out of the apartment upstairs and have have everything rearranged. I finally have the bookshelf in my room, and is now crammed with my collection. The next book I want to find is a translation of Plato's Republic. And some plays by Aristophanes. Hopefully I can find both from Penguin classics, which have excellent translations. Dover is another publisher which does some good work too. And believe it or not, I want to find a copy of Hitler's "Mein Kamf". Just wanna see what the crazy guy had to say is all.
Wow!! My muscles are killing me..time to leave y'all, take a shower and go to bed. Hopefully I won't feel like shit in the morning, but I might. If I don't blog too much this week...well, you know why. Cheers!