Monday, 28 February 2011

Oh i'm just going to the gym...

This was a statement i never really expected to find myself saying. Especially after my previous attempt at a relationship with Fitness First which ended in a quickie 3 hour divorce not unlike Britney Spears' Vegas marriage. It was probably the exact same. I was just caught up in a moment after being sweet talked on the street and before i knew what i was agreeing to i had signed a pre-nup and had a ring on my finger... sorry an ugly backpack in my lap. I somehow managed to get myself out of that and was wary about entering any other relationship.

I rushed into another fitness relationship but they really do seem to be the one. Relaxed and understanding, cheap and friendly. it is everything i was after. Plus, the pretentious nature associated with other gyms does not appear to be present because the weights here aren't so heavy. If you want to bench sumo wrestlers or curl baby elephants you are not welcome here.

My progress is stunted. have not been for a week but plan to rectify that tonight... and i have been saying that for a week. it is good to be noticed though and yesterday mum said "it was only a few weeks ago my muscles were bigger than yours." thanks Mum ( i wish it wasn't true).

It seems a good place to pick up because the girls who go there are obviously health conscious and fit (if not, hoping to be fit soon) and all of the other guys seem to be too focused watching themselves flex in the mirrors to notice a girl walk by. problem is though, the girls seem more interested in the guys flexing too!

protein shake please, make it a double.

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