W.T.F.

What's That Feeling?!!!!  Ahhhh, the pain in my arm.  Lest you think I'm having a heart attack, I worked out in the weight room yesterday.  I didn't even do that many repetitions.  I have come to the conclusion I am totally 100% flab.  I don't get it; I lift quarters and nickels and dimes for a living... I should have a few muscles, right?  I guess I'll have to start working out at the office.  One and two and three and four.  My customers will think I've gone insane lifting their coin deposits and change orders over my head, but I'm starting my new beginnings and that might mean I lift coin over my head.  I can hear Jane Fonda now: Feel the Burn!  Yes, my co-workers' faces will be burning embarrassment red at the sight of me, but at least I'll be turning flab to fab.  Right?  Am I over-thinking this "work-out" suggestions at the office.  You've seen them, right?  Stand and tighten your butt.  Sit and suck in your tummy, hold it and count to 10 and exhale.  That takes concentration.  One could look like they are holding in a bowel movement- now that's embarrassing!!!  So my suggestion of grab a tray of quarters and lift over your head multiple times shouldn't be too out of the question.  Of course be careful of a concussion.  That $100 of quarters can really do some damage and then someone will definitely be saying "WTF."