SEUPAAAH GLEEUU

As I was just finishing up my workout and was walking to the locker room, I ran into the current WWE Intercontinental Champion, Wade Barrett today. It dawned on me that there was a RAW taking place in Atlanta tonight, based on a scathing CM Punk promo from a week ago.

Anyway, Barrett was pleasant enough to take a quick picture with me as he was clearly done working out and was on his way out. I asked him if he remembered when Wrestlemania was in Atlanta a few years ago, during the Fan Axxess, if he remembered when someone asked him the question of what he put in his hair to keep it in place while he wrestled. He smirked and was all like “Oh yeah… What did I say? ‘Super glue, right?’

Well, with his cockney accent it came out more like “seupah gleu” but yeah.

Cool guy, that Wade Barrett is.

How people work out at my gym      

During my workout today, I went to the pectoral fly machines.  One of them had a towel draped around it, a notebook, and a big gallon jug of water next to it, but naturally, no actual person on the machine.  The other one was occupied by a black guy wearing a t-shirt with the Easter candy Peeps on it.  Fine, I can roll with the punches, and so I moved on to other things:

  • 3 sets of 25 abdominal crunches
  • 2 sets of 12 reps triceps extensions
  • 2 sets of 15 reps hip adduction
  • 2 sets of 15 reps hip abduction

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I think I’d rather be dead than have frightening B.O.

Rotting taco meat.

That’s probably the best description of the smell emanating from the guy next to me on the stair master machine.  It was kind of unbelievable, because I can’t say that I’ve ever smelled that kind of funk from any human being in my entire life.  It was like the myth of sweating what you eat was actually coming true from this guy or something.

All I know is that it was making me sick to my stomach, and that it turned my stair climbing session into the worst 25 minutes of my entire life.  I seriously can’t fathom how such an odor can come from an actual person.

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I hate my gym

I really don’t want to sound like a gym douche, but I think I have some justification for the gripes I have with my gym.  Gym douches gripe about inconsequential matters, like whining about the influx of new members after Thanksgiving, New Years, and prior to Spring Break.  And how they clog up all the machines and weight stations with their low-impact, laughable-to-them weight numbers.  About how they might not be doing something properly, or their choice of gym attire is too new and fashionable to look like a serious gym-goer.

No, I don’t have problems with any of that, because none of that is particularly surprising.  All of the above happens all the time, every year, like clockwork, so that stuff doesn’t really bother me that much, not to where I feel the need to gripe about it.  My gym gripes are mostly related to the fact that my gym is staffed, or rather in this case, not adequately staffed, and that the gym’s clientele is full of inconsiderate, rude, mostly meathead, assholes.

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Today is one of those days

In which I feel as if I have no faith in humanity.  I’m not pompous enough to declare myself a metaphorical mister perfect by any stretch of the imagination, but I’ll go as far as to say that things would be a lot better if there were more people that were a little bit more like me than what they typically are on a regular basis.  I’m amazed at how spineless, stupid, lacking in common sense, oblivious or all of the above, people sometimes are, and today is one of those days in which I can’t seem to get away from any of these metaphorical life ballasts that make my faith in people dwindle even lower than it sometimes gets.

It’s always like this snowball effect too, because it always starts very innocuously, but as they day progresses, I continue to see more and more stupidity, and then my morale towards the human race dips to where I get saddened by it, and then I become irritable.

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Only one thing missing

I’m sore as hell today.  My body aches when I get out of my chair, walking is somewhat laborious, and I’m finding that when I lift my arms to do certain things, sometimes my arms hit a point of failure to rise beyond a certain point.  After the first day, I thought I was okay, but after day two, and hitting some muscle groups that I could never really exercise from home, has reduced me to being sore and wobbly legged.

Regardless, I see all of this as positive, since these are all signs of growing stronger and improving, and hopefully sooner rather than later, I will feel really good about myself when my pants begin to not feel so tight anymore, as long as I keep this up.

But I have to say that I’ve kind of been spoiled with the last two gyms I’d been a member of prior to this one, because I seem to have a lot of gripes with the new one already.  Aside from the meatheads, it’s simply a crowded gym.  And it’s no more crowded than in the one place any guy would wish weren’t so crowded – the locker room.

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