Sep 19, 2006 22:09
SO there's this guy at the gym.
He's probably like mid thirties and lets just say his speciality is the stairmaster. I'm going to the same gym I went to my freshman year and I still remember this guy from two years ago. He get's on the stairmaster (next to a mirror so he can check himself out all the time) and he puts it on the hardest level and literally runs on it for like a half an hour while reading a newspaper. Gallons of sweat pour off the man and it is disgusting. Like I said, he checks himself out all the time and every so often I catch him glancing down at his butt to see how things are going down there. One time I was behind him on a bike and I was looking at him in strange fascination and he caught me so then he tried to look at me and make that weird "Hey, what's up?"-gym-eye contact the whole time. He thought I was checking him out. What he didn't know is that I was in shock by the sweat, the massive amount of hair on his back, and how anyone can run on the stairmaster. Stairmaster man is back this year in his full stairmaster glory (did I mention he's really hairy?) and he happens to come in every morning right when I come in, and today... HE TRIED TO TALK TO ME.
I'm a little weirded out.