I've been going to the gym just about every morning during the week and working out. I know, great news right! I'm starting to see some results. 2 months in I've dropped about 20 lbs and can see muscles through the fat now! Enough about me, let's move on to this past Monday....
...5:30 in the morning is f-ing early! I do it though. I get out of bed lazily, call my work out partner to get his butt out of bed and I head to L.A. Fitness for my daily self-abuse. This was an ordinary Monday. A weekend of eating like crap made me feel a little guilty so I sprung up and headed out a little quicker than usual. I got to the gym, rounded the corner into the locker room to empty my pockets and such and there it was, one of the most disturbing and puzzling things I've seen.
For anyone who goes to the gym and enters the locker room, it's no shock to see a naked dude walking around the locker room with his Johnson swinging. Us guys have all seen the old guy who's not bashful walking around drying his hair with a towel, coin purse dragging the ground and whistling Dixie as he struts, but these are all everyday things. It's also not unusual or odd to see a guy using a hairdryer, but I must go on and share with you...
Have you ever seen the unabashed old man bent at the knees with a hair dryer in each hand warming up the noodles?
Maybe I'm wrong, maybe he was just drying the pubes, or, or, well, I can't explain it. I have no excuse for a man to stand with bent knees and a hair dryer in each hand pumping hot air onto the twig and berries. I do know it was and is not something I care to start my day off with. I think I'll just hit snooze one extra time!
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