Five Hundred & Nineteen

Theme: Gym, take three.

I forgot to mention that I made a friend at the gym yesterday. A slightly hairy friend. A friend that turns round to you and winks at you whilst your sweating all over a bike. Lovely. Although, I guess it would be kind of cool to have a gym friend, I don't think I'd be too picky about a gym friend, I'm the sort of person that would get offer's on steroids because I just 'bff'd' the local gym dealer...Anyway today's gym went well. I woke up and I hurt everywhere. It was ridiculously painful I ended up delaying gym for a little longer as my muscles just couldn't move, and I think them few minutes in bed just did me good, y'know? But I went and when I did it, I did well. Did my usual set: treadmill, bike, then my three set's of weight's. I can honestly say, it really is the bike that kills me. I sort of bike for a minute, sit there like a log for twenty. It canes. I'm the biggest person there but the be quite frank I don't give a shit when I thought I would. Everyone's so nice and friendly there.

Whilst I was doing my weight's, I was right next to a room that was doing a spin class. That is some major frighting shit. The person that was running it, was sweating enough to fill a pool. He really was going for it, physically and verbally. He wasn't just saying the instructions, he was shouting them, making sure that every fucker could hear. It was fairly scary to watch to be fair. I think I'll stick to my light weights. I'm safe there.

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