My Worst Fear of All Gym Fears!
Our routine for the gym is Roy goes in a gets on a treadmill and walks for miles....I'm talkin' MILES!!
3 hours people!!!
I get dressed....I take my time.
I walk to the cardio-room....I take my time.
I sneak a peek in the weight room....we still don't have any hard bodies. But I did catch a man modelin' in the mirror.
Dude! Do that at home. It's less embarrassin'!!
By this time, Roy has been on his treadmill long enough to go 1/2 mile....he's timed me.
And brags about it.
I go get on the bike....for 20 minutes.
I get off the bike.....I've read part of my book. I'm currently re-readin' Bridget Jones Diary....that is so funny. I've caught myself laughin' out loud.
I will get a drink....takin' my time.
I will work my way around the room usin' all the weight machines....If I close my eyes, nobody sees me.
Despite the fact that when I open them, some one is watchin' me.
It's only fair.
I caught him modelin' in the mirror...you know that suck in the gut, flex the arm muscles and make that grim face....that one.
And then I get back on the bike and do 30 minutes.
Total time in the gym is an hour and half...tops.
Roy is not done....nowhere near it!!
I sit out with the old men and read my paper.
While I wasn't lookin', Roy FUBAR'D and fell off the treadmill!!!
Yep! He did!
It's my worst gym fear....that he will fall off that damn thing....and I would miss it!!!!
He, of course, confessed to me and I laughed all the way home....he was afraid someone else would tell me.
It would seem that he somehow scuffed his foot and lost his balance and had to jump off and stick the landin' or fall and hit the wall!!
And then in the great style that is Roy Hightower and PeeWee Herman...."I fell asleep." is just about as good as "I meant to do that."
I can just see him...all red faced.
If it had been me, I'd thrown my arms in the air....like I was Nadia Comaneci!