I try to go there 2 times a week. Before the summer I went 3 times a week, but then I went on a vacation and, well, it was all downhill from there.
On Monday I didn't go because I had to pick up my friends from the airport. A valid reason, I'd say.
On Tuesday I didn't go because in the morning they sucked 10 liters of blood out of me (see my earlier post "Trueblood"). Also I was extremely tired.
On Wednesday I didn't go because I had my German lesson, which in the end got cancelled. So, I could've gone, but seeing that I had to do my final radio show in the evening, I didn't.
On Thursday I was supposed to go, but then it started to rain. I can't think of a more valid reason for not going to the gym. And seeing that I wasn't going to the gym, I went to have a few beers with friends in a pub just around the corner. I've never had problems choosing between the gym and the bar. This time there was also live music, so I decided to call it "research" instead of "getting pissed with mi buddies".
Today, I have to go. To ensure this, I already packed my gym bag in the morning so that I can go to the gym straight from work. The only thing is that on Tuesday I ordered a new scratching-pole-type-o-thing with hiding places and all sorts of catsy-toys (for the cat obviously), and it arrived just now, and I reallyreallyreally want to see what it's like. So I'm trying my hardest to not go home after work, but go to the gym instead, and mount the cat's pole later tonight.
The gym is a strange place. I usually try to go when I know I won't find that many people there, which means going late at night. Not because I'm ashamed or don't like the people there, but this way I won't spent all my time waiting in line for my turn to use the abdoer or whatever. There are also a few arch types to be recognized.
1. The girl that's always there.
No matter what time or which day you go, she's there. She's thin, a little muscular but not too much, she has bleached hair and she doesn't talk to anyone except the staff. I strongly believe that she hates me. I KNOW that she thinks I'm weak and don't have enough will power. Eh, she's not wrong.
2. The growler
This is the dude who wants to be more muscular, so he started to come to the gym 4 months ago. By this time he's managed to develop a few muscles, so it's time to make them grow. He's heard from a liable source that screaming while pumping iron gives you strength. So to find him, all you have to do is follow the growling and screaming. I believe he's voice will run out before he get's to his goal of super muscularity, and he's forced to quit.
3. The cute sexy girl
She's the dream of every ironpumper. She's young, she wears skimpy clothes, she's in shape, and she's always exercising in front of the hunks. This is a 2 way deal, the guys get to watch her perfect cellulite-free ass swing from one side to another, and she get's the attention she wants. Well, if it's working, don't fix it, and stop complaining. Let them have their fun.
4. The granny
She's also in shape, for a 65 year old. She also has bleached hair, only that it's sort of falling off already. She wears lots of make up and those clothes that Cindy Crawford used in one of her fitness videos in the 80's. The granny that I have in my gym wears those mini-shorts that show half of your ass cheek. It's very disturbing, so I try not to look at her
5. The desperate 30 year old who doesn't really want to be there
a.k.a. : me. Has noticed that the body is starting to droop, so decides to get the season ticket to the gym. Goes around in loose clothes so you don't see the little budges on the hips and thighs. Never completes the assigned exercise of the day, and if there's someone using the machine she's supposed to use next, that's good enough of a reason to skip it all together. Has always an ipod on to drown up the sounds of panting. Sweats from the back of her hands, which I believe to be a sign of some grave disease. Secretly envies the cute sexy girl.
After going to the gym tonight I'll probably go out with my friends and I'll drink a few beers. So all the gymming and sporting that I'd do tonight would go to waste. And it would also make me very tired.
Wait, so, why am I going to the gym again? Oh, now I remember. Because I've already paid for the season ticket. That's why.
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