Mar 10, 2008 23:27
So, my time at the gym started out awesome because there was the cutest news story EVER on the news about how old-folks' homes are using miniature horses as therapy animals. Well, at least that's what I could interpret from the closed captioning and the images of horses nuzzling up to old people in bed -- and not in a The Godfather kind of way.
But then things took a turn for the whack (as Mar would say). I went into the locker room in between the elliptical and the treadmill (there were ridiculous lines for the treadmill when I first got there), and there was a stark naked woman drying herself off with paper towels. OK, that might not sound gross to my straight male readers, but I assure you that it was disturbing.
And then even more disturbing was that the TV started showing The Bachelor or The Bachelorette or some combination of the two. The people on it were actually making me nauseous. So now the gym decreases my appetite in addition to giving me a workout, I suppose.
Oh, and now my membership is $4 cheaper per month! But my cable bill went up by more than that, though, and one of my roommates owes me for two months of utilities. Gah. But at least she cleaned the bathroom tonight.
roommates,
money,
gym,
exercise