Tonight I hit up the gym and ran 4 miles...and then I got a text from my friend Pamela (you know, the friend who ignores everything I say) stating that she wanted nachos. And not the type of nachos you could get from Taco Bell, but from Matador which is pretty much the opposite of the T. Bell.
So, even though I had to go directly from the gym, I still went. To cover up my FNL Panther Football T-shirt (yup, I have one) and make things "better" Pamela gave me a jacket...it just so happened to be a winter-ish jacket. I mean, it was only 70 degrees outside, so it makes sense. And of course I was totally embarrassed because that's just how I roll.
But we rocked the Matador anyway. And as we tried to shield ourselves from the judgmental stares of those around us, Pamela decided this is what she wanted to say to everyone...
"What? Don't be jealous just because you're not rockin' a sweet muscle tee...or a winter coat."
But let's be honest, if I had seen someone walk in wearing a winter coat, gym pants and flip-flops, I would have judged them too.