Me: It would be bad if I tripped and the treadmill dumped me on the floor.
Me: I don't really know what I want to do for my workout. I think I'll walk around the gym and stare at every piece of exercise equipment until I get a brilliant idea.
<Walks up to machine>
<Weight is set to 100 pounds>
<Moves weight to 20 pounds>
Me: Well then.
Me: There's no way the person who was here last lifted 150 pounds. They're lying.
Me: That guy looks like a rat.
Me: OH MY GOD I KNOW THEM.
<Hides>
ME: OH MY GOD IT'S A TEACHER.
<Hides>
Me: Ow.
Me: Ow.
Me: OH MY GOD I WANT TO DIE.
Me: 5 miles? No problem!
(5 minutes later)
Me: 1 mile's okay too, right?
Me: It's probably okay if I just do 5 minutes less... No. DO IT, JULIA, DO IT!
Me:
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Me: I'm so buff.
Me: I'm so weak.
Me: My shoes are so cool.
Me: I'm just going to discretely move the weight up 10 or 20 pounds after I'm done...
Me: I will never understand why someone would go around the track with their kid in a stroller.
<Sees someone else doing an unfamiliar exercise.>
Me: Ooh, that looks cool. I'll try that.
<Tries>
Me: Nope.
Me:
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Me: Why is there even a 200 pound weight on this machine? Talk about self-confidence crusher.
Me: I don't know what to do now. I think I'll stand around and make everyone think I'm just here to watch them.
Me: The world is spinning.
Me: I feel so judged.
The gym is a place to get fit and make yourself feel good afterwards, but mostly it is a place of torture, judgement and self-confidence checks.
Just sayin'.
Literally I run like that. I always want to break out in dance.
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