After Mr. P's tee ball practice today, I took him out to dinner because Hubba-hubba wasn't going to be home to eat with us and I figured, what the heck, I am lazy and don't feel like cooking.
So I'm sitting there and the restaurant we are dining in happens to be across the parking lot from a gym.
I see this woman with a harness on her upper body, and a smirking guy behind her holding a rope that is attatched the the harness.
She is trying to run fast, and he is using the rope as resistance training. At least, I really hope that's what he was doing.
And while I totally understand the desire to be and the importance of being fit, it is only in America that we would pay someone good money to put a harness on us and humiliate us in public.
I'm just sayin'.