Brain: Hey there Mr. Genius, rise and shine
Me: Okay, okay
Brain: A little to much Easter fun, huh?
Me: Just a little, ugh
Brain: Come on Fat Man, we got some sweating to do
Brain: No rest for the wicked. Let’s go
Me: yeah, yeah, yeah
After 10 minutes on the elliptical
Me: Brain this sucks
Brain: You should have thought about that yesterday
Me: But everything was so good
Brain: It sure was. But did you really think it was a good idea to brûlée that Peep with a lighter?
Me: Hehehehe, I almost forgot about that. It was pretty tasty
Brain: It was disgusting
Me: No it wasn’t
Brain: You’re an idiot. Now speed up
Me: I’m going. Calm down
Brain: You call this a work out? Let’s move. You got 15 minutes to make a difference
Brain: Don’t whatever me brûlée-er of other peoples Peeps
Me: Peeps are people to
Brain: No they aren’t. Peeps are disgusting sugar bombs
Me: Peeps rock
Brain: If you don’t keep moving you’re going to continue to have the physique of a Peep, Fat Man
Me: Okay, we’re sweating, shut up.
Brain: Keep going. I want 2.5 miles again.
Finally the cool down starts
Brain: Nice job Fat Man
Me: Thanks Brain. Peep Power!
Brain: You’re an idiot.
Me: Peeps, Peeps, Peeps, Peeps
Brain: Shut up
Me: Peeps, Peeps, Peeps
Brain: I warned you
Me: HEY, what is that about….OUCH
At that moment my left foot cramps up….serious pain
Brain: You made me do it. I told you to stop with the Peep shit
Me: Okay, I’ll stop with the Peep shit. You don’t have to be such a dick
Brain: Maybe you should think about some electrolytes instead of Peeps
Brain: That’s smart Fat Man.