So me and my stomach are currently not on speaking terms. Because she (my belly's a girl) got me in trouble with my personal trainer and it was SO uncalled for!
So here's what happened.
Personal Trainer: Do mad sit ups now while you hang upside down from the ab bench.
Stomach: WHAT! NOOOOOO! I won't! I won't! I won't! You never ask me what I want to do!
Frankie: You are my stomach and you will do what I say! Now sit up!
Stomach: I am on a sit-up strike!
Personal Trainer: Where are my mad sit ups, woman!?!
Personal Trainer: Fine, then do mad sit ups while laying flat on the ab bench.
Stomach: Noooooooooooooooooooo! I refuse!
Frankie: WTF stomach! This is so not cool! You did sit ups last week! Why not now?
Frankie: Oh so you're not speaking to me!?!
Personal Trainer: Frankie, what is your deal?
Frankie: I'm having words with my abdomen.
Personal Trainer: And is it talking back to you?
Personal Trainer: That's it! Both of you, come with me!
Frankie: Great stomach, now look what you've gotten us into.
Stomach: I'm just tired today.
Frankie: You're tired? You don't do anything, you sit there attached to my torso. I'm tired!
Stomach: This is why I'm on strike, you show me no appreciation. Remember when I shimmied for 20 minutes.
Frankie: Those were my hips and they'll be pissed when they hear you're talking smack.
15 minutes later on the reverse ab machine....
Frankie: Stomach, I hate you.