Sunday, May 16, 2010

I wish I could watch my fitness center like a tv channel.

Day 40/41/42
Since we decided to sleep in on Friday after too many nights of staying up too late, we got too lazy to do Legs and Back by night and agreed to do that workout on Saturday.  I'm glad we waited until Saturday after class to do our workout because we got to witness some awesome instances in the fitness center.

When we got there, there was one guy on the elliptical with his headphones in his ears and also watching the Spanish station on his machine.  The show he was watching reminded me of MTV's Spring Break show where someone famous stood on a beach talking and a DJ played music while people danced around in their swimsuits.  As if that wasn't awkward enough, just as we were mid-lunges we heard, "Lye, lye, lye, lye, lye."  I quickly shot a glance at Luke in the mirror to confirm that I did just hear this guy singing out loud.

But that was nothing compared to the guy who walked in wearing board shorts, flip flops, and a button down short sleeve shirt.  This "brah" started out curling some dumbbells in his beach attire.  First he had just the top few buttons unbuttoned, then upon second glance he had his whole shirt unbuttoned.  Unfortunately, it did not stop there - next he was doing some chest flies barefoot and walking around.  Just before he was finishing his last shoulder presses he started hissing his reps loudly and promptly removed his shirt.

Meanwhile, a couple jumped onto the ellipticals next to the LyeLyeGuy and apparently he decided he was trying out for American Idol right there.  LLG started singing some tune that I didn't recognize as I watched in the mirror reflection.  The guy next to him gave him a quick glance and tried to figure out what just happened.  Luke and I could barely keep a straight face.

Sunday was a failure since we didn't get up to do KenpoX and I was placing Melanie into a home for adoption at night after a full day of volunteering.  My thutt (this is what I call where the back of my thigh meets my butt) is really sore, so I don't feel as bad missing out on lame Kenpo anyway.

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