…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… Which is to say, just because I’m not over six feet and 250 plus pounds don’t stereotype me and assume I’m smooth either.
So even with moderate and continually maintained body hair aside, I still avoid those god awful undershirts, which almost seem like they’re pre-made with sweat stains and bad decisions. Sadly that logic doesn’t apply to some fellow gym goers; the ones who’s unkempt and very noticeable shoulder and back hair is on full display for you to do your best to avoid looking at… Especially lovely when these people get up from the machine they were just on, having not wiped it, and leave a trail of sweat in their wake.
Now two genes I was born without is the one where I really care what other people think, and the douche bag gene. (Though in their absence, I got the high energy and talky genes so easy ladies… Imagine, still single!) So when I see a beautiful brunette walk by wearing a pair of black yoga pants with a racing stripe down the sides and wearing a dark Nike hat with her ponytail pulled through the back, well I mean it’s not not noticeable. Again not vital to look good while attempting to look better, but I wish some guys would follow suit.
Take ‘disturbing tattoo dude’ for example. Whether his tattoo is that of the devil or Darth Maul, I tried not to look long enough to find out. And though I’m guessing the tattoo artist was either on the acid or had advanced stage Parkinson’s, I have to assume this guy specifically wants people to look. Look, my oldest brother has tattoos, sleeves in fact. Yet clearly his artist didn’t hate him, as evidenced by the fact that his are actually done well. This guy at the gym should get his money back or save it for a lawyer, to sue who ever did this to him.
My point, as I attempt to weave one or two in these posts, is to know yourself. Know your limitations. And know your audience. Or at the very least, consider the people that have to use the equipment after you, or workout next to you, when losing a pint of sweat all over the machine.