Okay so I have made a resolution to hit the gym at least three times a week. I am never ever very good at keeping resolutions, like the time I swore I was never going to go out bar hopping on a Thursday night because I was always dead tired the next day at work, well that lasted for all of one week and then was never spoken of again. I had to dance its just what I love to do! Anyway alittle bit of a tangent back to the task at hand, the gym, so I have actually been doing really well. Going four times a week! I know shocker eh? Well I headed there last night to do my regular hour and a half workout and there was an older fellow there. I have to explain how my gym works... its attached to the newspaper office and is actually run by the editor there, its a huge two room place with a bathroom and nice new shower area. There is a ton of cardio equipment, free weights, stability balls and weight machines. The main room has two walls entirely covered with mirrors so you can see yourself work out. Its a nice little gym, with a stereo system and tv with a library of movies to watch while you work out. The best part about it is its 24 hours and unsupervised, you have an access card that you swipe at the door to get in and out and basically you're on your own to do what you please. Nevertheless I always go to do my workout as soon as I get home from work about 5:30pm. Uusally the place is empty at that time so I can claim my eliptical machine, pop on my ipod shuffle and start grooving while reading my magazine. Yesterday wasn't going to be any different until I got there that is. This is where we get back to the older fellow. He was working out with the free weights in the cardio room so he could see himself in the mirrors. I thought nothing of it as alot of people do this. Well he tells me to come back in 20 mins cause he was almost done his workout. I look around the room and see there is nobody else in there but him and I am soooo not leaving because he wants to be by himself, he could go back to the weight room if he really wanted to be alone. This is how the conversation went.
Me: "I'm not leaving I'm only going to use the eliptical machine and won't be in the way at all. I'm not much of a weight lifter at all so you don't need to worry about me using them."
Him: "I want to be alone when I work out so I suggest you leave." Insert stern glare here.
Me :(not backing down one bit) "Tough. This gym is for everyone to use whenever they want and I am going to use it."
I head over to the machine and plug in my earbuds from my ipod, set up my magazine and start my routine. The whole time he is glaring at me in the mirror. It was kind of scary at first but then it really got pathetic it was like a ten year old having a temper tantrum. He then makes a huge show of putting the weights away and then proceeds to kick off his sneakers in opposite corners of the room, hard enough to bang off the walls of course the whole time trying to get a rise out of me. I continue to ignore this childish behavior and proceed with my workout. He then makes a huge show of coming over by my machine to get the cleaning solution to clean off the equipment he was using the whole while staring at me in the mirror it was rather hilarious by this point hahaha. He then of course comes back by me to replace the cleaning stuff and dump the dirty paper towel and says to me in a sarcastic tone.
"You have a good night now!"
I told him I would with a very bright smile and went back to reading my magazine. Five minutes later after he has finished retrieving all the stuff he threw all over the gym in his tantrum he was out the door with a slam. It was hilarious! I could hardly suppress the giggles. I called the manager of the gym when I got home and told her about what happened and she was going to have a word with him seeing as how they track who comes and goes from the gym by the cards. For me it was just another story to tell but I'm sure he has most likely scared off some of the patrons who are less bullheaded than me. Anyway I am not going to the gym tonight its my night off but what I am dying to do is go out dancing. I have the bug and I just need to boogiedown. Its so hard to do that when none of my regular party girls are around anymore.
Note to self find some fun people! hahaha.
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