I know I already posted one entry tonight...
BUT YOU HAVE TO BE F-ING KIDDING ME!
Describes how I feel right now.
I went to the gym, I am trying to get back into the routine of going and busting my ass every day.
It's my escape, my personal time that is all about me, the world around me is nonexistent during that time.
So tonight, I'm at the gym doing my thing. And obviously, since it's January the gym is always packed. People and their silly new years resolutions. Tonight I noticed a new group of losers, I won't describe them beyond this one word "thug," and they are lallygagging around the gym. Doing NOTHING.
I watch a couple of them attempt at using machines only to watch the machine out smart them. Believe me when I say, it was all I could do not to laugh out loud at their stupidity.
So I did the treadmill, and I put The Biggest Loser on one of the TVs since I figured it was good inspiration. Made friends with the old guy on the treadmill next to me, though I have to admit I thought the poor guy was going to have a heart attack.
After the treadmill I moved to the elliptical. The machine I have a love/hate relationship with.
SO I am jamming to the ipod, busting ass on the elliptical and watching The Biggest Loser.
And after watching one of the thugs fail at the elliptical next to me I saw his buddy sitting on the stationary bike next to it. Just sitting there, staring at my ass.
I wanted to be rude but I went back to jamming and busting ass.
I finished up and the group of thugs had left before me. Thank God.
I walk out to my car and a car pulls up next to mine.
It's the idiot who was staring ever so obviously.
And what the hell does this loser say to me?!
"So do you come here often?"
I rolled my eyes, got in the car, locked the doors, and quickly left.
While the idiot was desperately still trying to get my attention.
SO I am pretty ... I guess frustrated because this moron ruined my "good work out" vibe.
So guys let me give you a heads up.
Don't dress like a thug, do nothing at the gym, stare very obviously, stalk, and use lame lines.
You run the risk of being maced in the face.
BUT YOU HAVE TO BE F-ING KIDDING ME!
Describes how I feel right now.
I went to the gym, I am trying to get back into the routine of going and busting my ass every day.
It's my escape, my personal time that is all about me, the world around me is nonexistent during that time.
So tonight, I'm at the gym doing my thing. And obviously, since it's January the gym is always packed. People and their silly new years resolutions. Tonight I noticed a new group of losers, I won't describe them beyond this one word "thug," and they are lallygagging around the gym. Doing NOTHING.
I watch a couple of them attempt at using machines only to watch the machine out smart them. Believe me when I say, it was all I could do not to laugh out loud at their stupidity.
So I did the treadmill, and I put The Biggest Loser on one of the TVs since I figured it was good inspiration. Made friends with the old guy on the treadmill next to me, though I have to admit I thought the poor guy was going to have a heart attack.
After the treadmill I moved to the elliptical. The machine I have a love/hate relationship with.
SO I am jamming to the ipod, busting ass on the elliptical and watching The Biggest Loser.
And after watching one of the thugs fail at the elliptical next to me I saw his buddy sitting on the stationary bike next to it. Just sitting there, staring at my ass.
I wanted to be rude but I went back to jamming and busting ass.
I finished up and the group of thugs had left before me. Thank God.
I walk out to my car and a car pulls up next to mine.
It's the idiot who was staring ever so obviously.
And what the hell does this loser say to me?!
"So do you come here often?"
I rolled my eyes, got in the car, locked the doors, and quickly left.
While the idiot was desperately still trying to get my attention.
SO I am pretty ... I guess frustrated because this moron ruined my "good work out" vibe.
So guys let me give you a heads up.
Don't dress like a thug, do nothing at the gym, stare very obviously, stalk, and use lame lines.
You run the risk of being maced in the face.
2 comments:
"So do you come here often" is a great line.......
if you're a balding old man.
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