I go to the gym at Oakland University. I'm almost done with my soc. degree and I usually work out after class and on fridays after work. The only reason I do it is so that I don't die doing armor exercises at karate. Thirty lbs of armor, 15 of it's on your head... Anyway, the gym makes me feel insignificant.
There are all of these really tall guys. Like billboard tall, and all the billboards are for some creatine suppliment. They all stalk the free weight floor; I'm sure from their posture that they see with their chests.
Everybody looks angry.
I really don't like workout culture. I have a specific reason for going, and I don't hate those people, but sometimes it makes me want to put my hand to my face and shake my head.
Blah! It's just a silly pet peeve, anyway.
There are all of these really tall guys. Like billboard tall, and all the billboards are for some creatine suppliment. They all stalk the free weight floor; I'm sure from their posture that they see with their chests.
Everybody looks angry.
I really don't like workout culture. I have a specific reason for going, and I don't hate those people, but sometimes it makes me want to put my hand to my face and shake my head.
Blah! It's just a silly pet peeve, anyway.
hehe. nice fantasy. which one would you get?
they're so fucking freakish.