…is what I told myself recently at the gym when the guy with the hooped out ear lobes and facial \ body tattoos said he was copying my yoga stretches. His much smaller brunette girlfriend, also with tattoos, laughed saying she couldn’t even do them, notably staring at my rear end. So naturally my mind […]
^ Tattoos, Body Hair, and Yoga Pants…
…are some of the hazards and benefits of going to the gym. I recently said to a friend at work that it’s cute he thinks I’m smooth. You see I’m not exactly hulking in my demeanor, more of an alto than a bass, and have an athletic runner’s physique as opposed to a fire plug build… […]
^ It Was Too Anti Rat…
…but that’s because my niece was a rat, so I was naturally biased. That is the play I went to tonight that she was in. Sitting on a bench with no back with her parents and some other family members, I gotta say she knocked her lines out of the park! (That’s a baseball reference… […]
^ I Walked Away with a Limp…
…and a smile, so I know tonight was a good night… You know the kind of night I mean. Blood pumping, heart racing, out of breath where you would almost want a moment or two to compose yourself but are so in the zone with all cylinders firing at once that you find the energy […]
^ There Was Sweat, Everywhere…
…as tends to happen a lot at the ole gym. That’s usually followed by being out of breath while also tired and yet ravenous at the same time. All to say, you’re not necessarily in your most natural state when working out. Couple that with the AC being off-line at the upper level when it’s […]