Yesterday at the gym, I was on the treadmill next to a smelly girl that had bathed herself in perfume before getting a good workout on..... I'm not one for fancying up before going to the gym and, to be honest, the perfume wasn't bad but it just made me sick to be breathing it in for more than 20 minutes while walking right next to her. I wish I had the gutts to say something to smelly girl, but it always seems to come out the wrong way and I wind up pissing someone off.
Then, as I started my weight routine, there was a girl, I'll call her Limber Girl, lifting weights and all I could do was sit there in amazement, watching her.... it looked to me like one - the weights were way too heavy for Limber, but she'd never admit it, and two - at any moment her body might split in half because of the way she was lifting these weights. (let me emphasize that she had gotten her whole body into the routine by swinging herself backwards and forwards to some type of rhythmic motion) So.. I dared to dream the impossible and thought she might like a little bit of friendly advice!.... HA!!! what a joke. If looks could kill, I'd be dead. She said thank you but I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that she hated me for interrupting her precious routine and adding my two cents worth of info on lifting, and really, she could have cared less about what I had to say. She immediately called the trainer in to see if what I said had any merit and.... hehehehe, I was right. She's an idiot and if she wants to pull a muscle or strain her back, then so be it. That's the last time that I'll try to be nice and give helpful advice.
There were two other girls sitting on a couple of machines when I approached Limber Girl and they sat there with their jaws gapping open - I think pretty much in total disbelief that I had said something to Limber Girl. Makes me wonder if she's not part of the Al Khalifa family or something. I have no idea who she is and really don't care, but I do wonder if Limber will be there today and, if so, maybe the whole gym will be against me. I can't wait to see.
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