I have heard that a wild rumor about endorphins and exercise...that you get a happyhigh!
I don't have those.
After 4 months, Roy still has to beat me the entire way to the gym...I don't care how much my ass cheeks perk up or how great my legs look....I DO NOT WANT TO GO!!!!
That doesn't mean I haven't been witness to the endorphins at work.
Our gym is frequented by older people...an even mix of men and women.
The women are all giggles.
And the men are all shits.
There's this one little old lady....she will talk to everyone in there....She smiles and waves at everyone.
With me, she touches me on the shoulder and smiles. She knows that I can't hear a freakin' word with my Ipoop in my ear and my nose in a book.
But Roy....well...he's in hog heaven....ladies flirt with him.
I don't care.
But the elderly men....are all just so happy.
I've watched them.
Not like YoungSquire....he's just too hot not to notice.
With every weight he lifts and every push up he does....oh the friction of that bicycle thing....He's hot!!!
But the old men have a routine.
Workout and chat.
Sit in the lobby and chat.
Drink coffee and chat... with every young woman that walks thru.....EVERY ONE OF THEM!!!
I have a feelin' that's those endorphins workin' overtime with those old coots!!!
Viagra or Exercise Endorphins???