Open letter to all the people at the gym I attend.
Dear you guys,
I think it’s pretty cool that we are all at the gym right now. It’s Saturday. We should be rolling around in bed eating pizza and watching Netflix while screaming “mom can you bake me a cake” because that’s what people do on weekends right? Or is that just me? Anyway, that’s besides the point. The point is I drank so much vodka lastnight and was up until 4 am yet somehow mustered up the energy to get my booty up and work out. So what if I’m just sitting on the spin bike riding without any direction. Who really cares that I’ve only burned 287 calories in the 33 minutes I’ve been sitting on this bike for (that’s really horrible. Shame on me). Anyways, I wanted to start with the positives (kind of) before I jump right into the negatives. So here comes the cranky tired hungover side of me. At what point do you guys draw the line at making “work out sounds”? I mean, I get it. You need to breathe. That’s fine, I really understand. What I’m having a difficult time understanding is the moaning. The very loud moaning. The girls in the corner who have been giggling for 25 minutes but rarely doing a thing. I honesty love to laugh, I am not a fun killer. I do it all the time. Laughing is awesome. My problem is that you’ve distracted me from my boring time because I just want to join you girls. This has caused me to write about it on my blog. To the guy on the floor infront of me: What is it exactly that you want to accomplish by saying mean things to your girlfriend? Shes 110 pounds at most and if you would get your head out of your ass you’d see that the only thing you two (or just you actually) should be working on is your attitude before she leaves you. Now to the guy standing on the ball to the right of me. No joke. He’s standing on a bouncy ball. He sounds so frustrated that he keeps falling off. But haven’t we as humans at one point or another come to terms with the fact that we can not stand on balls for an extended period of time? I know there’s no class in school about it but I promise you that if you stopped trying to stand on it you’d have less red falling marks on your legs. To the elderly lady hiding behind a wall to work out… I wish you’d stop. There’s no reason you should be embarrassed. You are making an example of what we should all look up to. You’re working harder than anyone in my view yet you have your breath under control and putting the rest of us to shame….And to me …Well… I need to stop writing open letters to people who will never likely see them and maybe work out instead hahaha. Maybe I would be laughing with someone and not with myself if I got off of my phone. Maybe I’d be breathing loud if I challenged myself. Maybe I’d be sweating so much that I’d want to hide. Yet here I am. Typing this. Hahahaha. Okay I should really stop. Sorry for the rant. Also, I’m at 365 calories now. Amazing how my legs don’t kill when my mind is occupied.
Hope your Saturday is as entertaining as I find myself Hahahaha xx
Update: I am eating this which is all 400 calories I burned off today.
Worth it. So. Damn. Worth. it.
Tomorrow. Back to the gym I’ll go.