The gym is a magical place, full of naked men, and supposedly, naked women. I don’t believe girls when they say that old women run around naked in the women’s locker room. I just can’t, nothing that awesome can exist in this reality.
No, the gym is a place for reason and logic. Nothing escapes the purview of this grand place. Men and women alike can escape the blinding light and toxic air of the outdoors. In the gym you can retreat to a land that was born to embrace you. You’re welcomed into the warm glow of flat panel monitors and the cool breeze of recirculated air. You’re one with your fellow travelers in place, and the sense of camaraderie as you lift oddly shaped objects in a repetitive manner is something that needs to be experienced, at least once in life.
Yes, the gymnasium is a magical place. At times you think you’ve spotted frodo doing curls, or an orc lifting some weights, but no. It was just your fellow humans trying to release the weight of the world with a product sponsored by Walker, Texas Ranger.
I love the gym, infact, I’m heading there right now. Not because I want to, or because I have to, but because I…wait, it’s because I want to and have to. I want to run in place and have to watch 1 of the over 6 working TV stations on the monitor in front of me.
God bless you gymnasium, if it weren’t for you I’d probably have to experience reality in a realistic manner. Mother Nature is a cold hearted bitch, and you are my knight in dick exposed shining armor.
weird, I just blogged about exercising today too. get out of my head! my mind is a place reserved for cocaine geez!
btw, im thinking of switching to the tumblr platform, thoughts?
tumblr is good, good layout, but there’s no comments and stuff on there. i like wordpress a lot. it’s easy to use and you can customize it a lot. also people can leave comments!