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My Ridiculous Inner Monologue At The Gym
Jesus it’s busy!
They're everywhere! Why are there so many people? Why is everyone so concerned with their health?
Wasn't there supposed to be an obesity crisis?
Right, well hopefully I can get a locker.
Nope. The ones I thought were empty have stuff in but there are no padlocks on them. No wonder, the guys who do that probably aren't scared of people stealing their stuff, they could crush a man’s head with a single fist
Look at that guy! I had no idea a single shoulder held hundreds of different muscles! Surely that’s overkill right? Do chicks dig that?
I’m going to say ‘no’ to protect my ego
Right, I can do this, anxiety is already creeping in but I got my music. Ain’t no thing Aaron, ain’t no thing, eye of the tiger baby
Looks like most of the machines are being used. What are you doing? Whoa — DON’T ASK ANYBODY IF THEY'RE FINISHED YOU IDIOT!
Just walk up and down looking casual until something’s free to use
I know, I’ll go to that corner with the free weights. Pump some iron bro…don't say that Aaron, at least not out loud.
Man, this isn't enough! I should be doing squats and bench presses and deadlifts like the real…
