It was a sunny Sunday morning. Kurt and Blaine had decided to go to the gym the day before and work out for a little while. They were trying to make this a habit, but currently, the only habit they had is they went about once a month, if that.
Blaine had woken up first and was wandering around the kitchen looking for breakfast.
Kurt trudged in, well, more like waddled in. "Too many squats," Kurt said. He slowly sat down at the table, wincing on the way down. "How are your arms?" Kurt asked Blaine, remembering he had spent a lot of time on the bench press.
"Let's just say getting a bagel out of the cupboard was like torture," Blaine said.
"We really need to go to the gym more often," Kurt said.
Blaine laughed. "Agreed. I can put up with a little pain, but this is unbearable. It has to get better if we keep at it," he said.
"So what should we do today?" Kurt asked.
"Well, we could go to the park, but that involves walking, so that wouldn't be fun for you," Blaine suggested.
"Right. What about shopping?" Kurt asked.
"More walking, Kurt. And reaching. I can't do reaching today," Blaine said. "What about MOMA? It's discounted today. Slow walking, we can sit on benches as often as we want, and no reaching."
Kurt smiled. "I like that idea. Let's go," he said.
They got ready and took the subway to the museum. After only a few hours of slowly meandering through the museums, they made sure they hit all of the greatest works of art, but were too sore and tired to admire anything else closely. They took the subway back home and settled for a movie on the couch and lots of Icy Hot.