I usually exercise quietly, just the thumping of my feet on the treadmill or loud exhalations keeping time with the music that's supposed to keep my attention off the fact that I have 20 minutes left in my workout. Today, though, I realized it must have sounded odd to anyone who happened to open the door to the basement -- I had "You've Got Mail" in the vcr, headphones clamped on my ears, and occasional quotes slipped their way out of my mouth between inhalations:
Example 1:
"/thump thump/ Kiss me, I'm going to be your wicked stepmother."
Example 2:
"/pant/ I am; I'm having my eggs harvested."
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I desperately need to re-watch that movie.
You've Got Mail is the best! We watched part of it last night.
I love it love it love it! :-D
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