"The jackass in the gym" entry. You knew it was coming.11:01 a.m. - 2004-03-19
Hi everybody! I'm skippin' the gym today, because I have a math test (in 2 hours) that I need to study for, and it is pretty nice out, so I may go for a walk/ rollerblade at Grant's trail after school. It could happen. If I'm not crampiful. And, since I have a few spare minutes, you lucky people get a whole new entry! (Go on, say it. Come on. "Whoo hoo." You know you got it in ya.)
Speaking of the gym (oh, I'm SMOOOTH, y'all), there was this totally obnoxious guy in there yesterday. I was a bit less than half-way through my workout, and he comes in (with his rather quiet, normal-seeming friend), and immediately starts just talking and talking and talking. And he had no volume control. I mean, talking is good, but keep it down to a level where not everyone in the entire gym can follow your conversation. So, he gets on the elliptical in front of me. Plugs in his earphones. It doesn't work! Oh shock! Oh horror! The humanity of not being able to watch and listen to tv when you work out! It was the end of the world. Instead of trying to see if the plug was out or something (it was working the day before. And the days before that too), or letting the staff know that it wasn't working so they could fix it, he tells his friend to switch machines with him so he could listen to the tv (of course, his buddy had headphones so he could listen to tv too, but the needs of others are not to be considered). Oh shock! Oh horror! THE HUMANITY of having to live in such a cruel world where the other machine's ear jack (hee hee) also wasn't working (at this point I begin to suspect his cheap earphones don't work).
The only possible solution to this unbelievably awful problem? Not to work out and talk with his friend. Not to simply work out without the benefit of tv listening. No, he had to come back and interrupt my workout and ask me if I would switch machines with him (even though there was another elliptical machine next to mine that was perfectly usable, because even though he didn't actually want to talk with his friend, he wanted to be working out next to him, apparently). I told him that the machine was set up for my workout (I actually did a program, and set a time, and everything), I was halfway through (as if he couldn't see the sweat or the flushed face), and that I wasn't going to switch machines and lose all my info (I keep track of how many miles, steps, and the time that I do, to see if I'm improving). Also, earlier he had said that he was just going to fuck around on the cardio machines for a while until he got bored. Some of us do this with a plan, nitwit! We don't want to interrupt our schedule so you can "fuck around" for a while. He asked how long I would be on. I said, "15 more minutes (plus cool down.)" He said, Okay, he would wait, and got back on the front elliptical. Every two minutes, he would turn around to see if I was still there. I mean EVERY two minutes. Then he told his friend to go as fast as he could to see who could go faster. Despite the fact that his machine was making a distressed squeaking sound with every fast step he took, since he apparently doesn't know how to move with the elliptical, he continued doing it. I expect the machine will be broken again the next time I'm in there. Turn around and look at me. I'm steadfastly staring at my paces per minute (Hmmm... 168, I guess the rage is fueling me). Next, he leans over and whispers to his friend, when I have about 5 minutes of the 15 left. His friend gets off, gets on the machine next to me and starts. Another two minutes later, (after turning around about 5 times to check and see if I left from his friend's oh-so-intimidating presence), he gets on the stair climber on my other side, and starts working out. I was feeling a bit boxed in (and mostly irritated), but I wasn't going to let the jackass stop my workout. So, I finished the workout, and did my cool down completely. I normally only do 3 minutes of the 5 minute cooldown, and then do a slow walk around the track, but this time I did the whole 5 minutes. Just to prove a point.
Okay, that's a long angry entry. I was also going to include some pet peeves about the language Bush uses in his speechs, but I guess I won't this entry. (Go on. "Oh joy! Oh rapture!")
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