First of all, I get there and there are people on the machines that I like. The girl on my #1 choice machine (which I use unless creepy pony tail guy is there or there's someone on a machine right next to it) is probably the preppiest girl I have ever seen in real life. She was wearing pearls. To work out. On my elliptical. PEARLS.
Then another creepster gets on one of the sit-down bikes (chair attached to a wheel and some pedals). I wasn't aware that one could get off merely by riding a stationary bike. I had to work out for 20 minutes 2 machines over from this guy who was breathing quite heavily, grunting, and letting out a much too loud "Oh God!" every few minutes. Uncomfortable is an understatement.
On a brighter note, I did see a couple of not creepy guys there today. Unfortunately, I always see them when they're leaving. Not really sure where they were when I got there. Also, I look like a hot mess at the gym, so I doubt I'll meet the future Mr. Beckles there. Unless guys are going for the hot mess look these days? I really wouldn't know...
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