After about 22 mins of running, smelly dude in jean shorts and loafers (yes, LOAFERS) hopped on the treadmill next to me.
2 miutes later, ditched the treadmill for a less-smelly location.
Tried out this funky cardio machine that can go from x-country—>elliptical—>stair stepper—>full out climber.
Leaned forward to really work my arms/shoulders and dripped sweat from my face to the floor. NBD (secretly pumped about it)
Finished with the machine and returned with spray bottle and paper towels to wipe it down because I have manners.
The other people in there looked at me weird when I wiped down the machine. Does that mean they don’t wipe down their machines? Because, ew.
Tried out this funky cardio machine that can go from x-country—>elliptical—>stair stepper—>full out climber.
Leaned forward to really work my arms/shoulders and dripped sweat from my face to the floor. NBD (secretly pumped about it)
Finished with the machine and returned with spray bottle and paper towels to wipe it down because I have manners.
The other people in there looked at me weird when I wiped down the machine. Does that mean they don’t wipe down their machines? Because, ew.
And then…let’s see…what else did I do??? Oh yes, went back to my place and watched the B’s make a complete mockery of Luongo and the rest of the Canucks.
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