Bastard scooters

A headache set in around 6th period today.

Maybe it was the kids. Maybe it was the weather. All I know is by the time I arrived at Orange Theory for my 5:30 workout, I was mentally begging Josh to go easy on us. Unfortunately, he had a killer of a workout up his sleeve that involved those damn scooters. If there’s any piece of workout equipment that I hate more than medicine balls, it’s those scooters. Continue reading