Last night was Holly and my first night of busting our asses at the YMCA. The night before, we went and registered after bailing on Cub Car prelims. I was the only one who had to get their photo taken because the boys and Holly were just reactivating their memberships, where as I was a new member. Roan and I had been goofing around, so he felt it necessary to give me bunny ears in my membership photo.
Now I have to wear prosthetic fingers on my head whenever I go workout.
