While speed walking on an incline or
flailing my arms on the elliptical, I am always on the lookout for interesting
gym goers:
The guy who’s wearing shorter shorts
than me…and most of the females there
The guy who makes it known his high
kicks are ten times better than yours during ‘cardio blast’
The girl who takes up half the mat
just to show you how flexible she is
The girl who is on the treadmill
when I get there and still on it when I leave… “I’m barely sweating”
The girl wearing full make up, a
sports bra and chewing gum. “What? Like this is hard?”
The guy who only works out his back
and arms so he can’t actually touch his hands together
The guy who wears a cutoff and just
struts around looking at himself in mirrors. “One thousand and one. One
thousand and two.”
Couples who work out together (3 types):
-The girlfriend who just giggles at every exercise thinking how cute they look
together. The guy starts regretting his decision to suggest this bonding activity
-The girlfriend looks miserable and will probably break up with the guy after 3
more of these sessions. “Go home and step on the scale, write down how much
you weigh, and subtract it by like, 20”
-The most in fit/good looking couple you’ll ever see and you wonder how they
met and how you can steal that babe of a boyfriend. “LOOK AT ME. I CAN DO
SQUATS TOO”.
Or instead of going to the gym, I
sometimes decide to run. How i get motivated:
- Think about running
- Think about running for about ten more minutes
- Decide I don’t want to run anymore
- Then decide I should run because I’m dressed and I ate a box of girl scout cookies earlier
- Cue my new ‘Runninggggggg’ playlist that I just wasted another 30 minutes creating on spotify
- Start jogging
- Wow, I’m feeling pretty great
- I wonder how fast I’m going
- I’m probably the fasted kid alive
- Run past another runner just to show them how in shape I think I am
- Convinced I’ve run about 3 miles at this point
- “You have hit 1 mile. Pace 8:55” says the British woman courtesy of my Nike running app
- SAY WHAT
- Start to get tired
- Make a decision right then and there that I’m never running again after this
- Start to disregard all traffic signals fearing if I stop, I'll never get going again. IM RUNNING HERE
- Begin blaming everyone and anyone around me for making me do this
- Black out
- Appear at my apartment
- Feel slightly accomplished
- *Forget how much I hated physical activity ten minutes before*
- Huh, now that I can breathe again I feel pretty good
- Maybe runnings not that bad.
- I should do this more often.
- Eat more girl scout cookies.
First 45 seconds of this seem about right.
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