The exercise sounds worse.

Right away, Paula knew Jed was on the right track. Both ideas sounded awful, but she knew that was the changes talking, she normally had no problem getting all fancied up, and her exercise routine was actually something she liked to do. But right then and there, of the two, one was clearly sounding worse. “I could probably make myself get all pretty but...” Paula shuddered. “The idea of working out sounds absolutely terrible. Which is why it’s what I’m going to do.” She watched as Jed started setting up her usual routine for that, when out of the corner of her eye she noticed that Dominique was leaving. “Hey, where are you headed?”

“What, you want me to stick around and watch your girlfriend get less stinky? No thanks, I’m gonna bail. You need me, Jed, just message me online. I’ll be out seeing what my life as Dominique is like.” With that, she left, leaving the couple alone. In a few minutes, Jed had finished setting up her yoga mat, weights, and the television with her exercise videos.

With no real way around it, Paula strained as hard as she could against her lazy attitude and got up from the couch with a huff, changed into some work-out clothes, made sure the gold coin was still in her work shorts pocket, and started her pre-exercise warm ups. It was just some simple stretching, but with her slobby body, they were coming a lot harder, and it was an uphill battle to keep going. Even worse, the fact she’d been holding in her gas for so long just made the pressure inside her worse, and she felt like she had to release it. But if she did, what would the coin do to her?