Two of my loyal readers have sent pictures in the last few days that I would like to share. The lady with the cocktail is Gym Bitch 2044. By then I will have said "screw this" to working out - I can do some 6-12oz curls and call it a day. I think by the time I turn 80 just hauling my ass out of bed every morning will count as exercise. Not to mention wrangling the girls into a bra and getting all my clothes on. I suppose I could have Alzheimer's by then, which would mean that clothing will be optional. Hell, its me. Clothing may be optional even if a still have all my mental faculties. Clearly there is no filter on my brain or mouth now - so don't expect that to get better with age.

The second photo is, in fact, two people that are SPANDEX APPROVED by the Gym Bitch. If you have on spandex and look in the mirror and you are NOT one of these two people you might want to take it off. Especially if you turn around, glance over your shoulder, and your ass looks like it has been through a hail storm. That means no spandex for you!! I really don't want to see naked ass dimples. I sure as hell don't want to see yours through your clothing.

Special thanks to Gabrielle Martin and Wayne Tucker for providing these fine illustrations.

And oh, if you don't want to be mentioned in this you probably should not send me anything............

Love,
The Gym Bitch