So I'm at the gym today....

I don't take the gym seriously, it isn't my life, far from it in fact. I go for 45 minutes before university to do some training to keep me fit for football and since I started I've seen some startling sights in my time. A guy playing game boy sat on an excersise bike for example, women reading magazines on weight lifting benches, many people talking on the phone but this one takes the biscuit.

I was half way through my routine, streaming with sweat and struggling and noticed someone sat next to me on the bike, I look over and was actually startled, I stopped peddling and stared at this fat clown peddling about 10rpm with a KFC burger and a drink. It completely knocked me off my stride. . . in fact it ruined it, I had to get off five minutes later as my shock turned into disgust. Honestly what's the point in wasting the money. The clown probably tells people he's really trying his hardest and cant understand why he's gaining weight.


Speaking of gyms, I joined the gym a good few years back with a a mate of mine. It was one of those where you pay the entire year up front, anyway, we joined, went along one night after school for our first workout and hit the cardio room, both of us on a treadmill, I was only on the treadmill for 10 mins by which time he's gone through the whole lot of cardio equipment and told me he was off to the weights room....

5 minutes later he returned, bottle of coke from the machine in hand, saying "theres some big bastards in there"...And then told me he'd done enough!

Spoke to him the day after in class and he'd called at the chippy on the way home for tea as well, I never saw him again at the gym!