Went to the gym last night. Man, we have some weirdos in our gym… serious WEIRDOS. There was a guy in the corner jumping rope that had on sunglasses and he his goatee was tattooed on. He kept his sunglasses on the entire time he was in the gym.
I was on the elliptical machine next to an elderly lady with her t-shirt tucked up under her bra, and her rolls hanging out everywhere, and she had the worst cellulite legs I have ever seen. There’s a lady that walks on the treadmill every day that violently swings her arms to the left and the right in super motion speed when she walks. There’s the scary manly lady with the fake hair ponytail that she wears EVERY DAY. I’m beginning to think it might be her natural hair and that it looks fake because it’s been overly bleached and coated with excessive amounts of hairspray and has turned into straw.
There’s the scary guy the works there that shakes and mumbles, probably from too many years of drug abuse. There’s the tall, skinny, long haired, metal head that works out in TIGHT jean shorts and combat boots. There’s also an employee that works there that I swear to you looks like a Greek statue, or Michelangelo’s David to be exact. He has the same physique, same hair, same face. It’s freaky!
Michelle and I are on the ellipticals every day staring at all the weirdos, in shock. Of course, people might be staring at us thinking we are weird too… and that’s fine with me. Everyone is weird to someone.
After the gym, I went home and watched Mermaids. I hadn’t seen it in a long time, so I added it to my Netflix queue. Cher is awesome and I would watch her in anything. It was kind of odd to see Christina Ricci so young. She has never really been a pretty girl, and it’s all because of that odd shaped head of hers.
Tonight is the gay bowling. YAY! Hopefully Eric is feeling better and will be able to show up. We should be getting out of their early again because we’re bowling against a vacant team. Gee, I hope we can win!
Feeling: awake
Hearing: 104.9 Pop en Espanol
The freaks are my gym aren’t too bad. But, I swear every week the median age goes up. What’s that? I thought about running outside and checking the sign to make sure I hadn’t wondered into the gym at Shady Pines.
I have a (ex)friend with straw hair. I always laughed that instead of having it cut, she had it bailed. That’s not why we’re not friends though. (She’s a liar….sometimes I think I have, written in Sharpie across my forehead, LIE TO ME).
You were even handing out t-shirts at didn’t get me one….I’m a t-shirt-whore (among many other things)
Left by Mark on September 20th, 2005