Well, take a guess. Go ahead.
No, it's not cocky sweaty muscley men. And no, it's not slow walking obese women that take forever to use an elliptical machine.
It's actually when you need to fart while on a cardio machine but you know you might shard, so you have to cut your work out session early to go home because the bathrooms in the locker room is just too dirty to use. Gah.
Speaking of the gym though, I signed up for 24 Hour Fitness' "The Biggest Loser" contest. Basically, when you sign up they measure your weight, height, and approximate body fat ratio. The person who loses the most body fat percentage by December 30th is the winner, and the grand prize is some sort of calorie counter, and 5 free sessions with some trainers. I think it's the right kick in the ass to get me more motivated than I already am.
I walked out of the gym today, and I can't help but notice that the smell of summer barely reached so cal.
The season's lagging it, and I want my winter solstice.
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