Friday, August 05, 2005
Workouts gone bad
Dear Guy who got on the treadmill next to mine when there were plenty of others free,
Don't ever run, walk or do squats near me again. Did you not hear me gagging almost as soon as you came into my vicinity? You stink. I mean "stale cold sweat reek" kind of stank. Do you not wash your work out clothes or bathe for that matter? I was having a great time huffing and puffing away with the Black Eyed Peas telling me to "keep running, running and running running" and then my eyes welled up with your stench (that was unmercifully blown my way by giant factory size fans the gym calls "Air Conditioning") and I had to cut my run short and go find the farthest stationary bike away from you in an attempt to peddle clean air up my nose. When I finally decide it is clear to go back to the treadmill, you are gone. Completely vanished from the entire gym (believe me, I checked out of nasal fear). So screw you for wearing your bottom of the dirty laundry pile sweat soaked work out clothes just to put in 10 minutes on the treadmill next to mine for the sole pleasure of ruining my exercise experience.
Take a shower,