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Thursday, April 17, 2008




Gym Etiquette - or Lack thereof...

So I've been working out to fit into my favorite spring break outfit...


3 weeks ago: I was walking into the gym and when I scanned my tag and walked by, the woman at the desk started calling after me. 'Excuse me, Alison!?' For some reason I ignored her (I like to pretend I'm alone at the gym) so she chased me down and right in front of the manager, she asks me if I'm Alison. I say yes, to which she responds, 'Oh, sorry, you just don't look like your picture.' Okay, you either have to be super made up or look like total a$$ to not look like your gym picture and you can guess which one applied.

2 weeks ago: I was walking by a guy at the gym and I didn't notice his water next to him on the floor and I kicked it across the gym...and then ran after it and brought it back. It was awkward. He had a lot of tattoos.

1 week ago: There's a sign up sheet at the front desk for spin class since there's a limited amount of bikes. I notice the manager behind the front desk as I'm signing up for class. As I take my spin pass, the manager asks me how I'm doing and I realize that I've just written 'Spin' for my name on the sign up sheet. So I say 'Ha, I wrote 'Spin' for my name.'

Yesterday: For some reason, after spin class, I forgot to return my spin pass and took it home..and they're numbered! They're these big laminated pieces of neon blue and orange paper and I walked out with one. I have Spin 6 in my car. I can just imagine returning it. 'Ummm...I took this home yesterday be accident. Can I keep it as a bookmark?'


On a completely unrelated note (and by unrelated, I mean got this result in a search for 'leotard' on Google images):

Is this child abuse?

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