So New Year new me...I decided that since I have been going to the gym for years..I could try and step it up and perhaps lean out..not eat as much crap..perhaps even try to compete/get some sponsorship...all in one day, clearly.
Well, I went and hiked Camelback with a good buddy of mine. Then, we had lunch, really healthy btw...went home...screwed around on the computer and decided to go crush it at the gym a few hours later. (Crush it is when I am all pumped aka my douche mode is on...otherwise it's just lift weights.)
Workout was awesome...then I decided I should stretch, since I never take the time to do it.
So here I was, on the floor (long pants and t-shirt, no stuff hanging out here) stretching and a guy in his 50's (good looking 50's) sat down to use a stretching chair contraption...he started conversation about my socks...then his kid and a basketball scholarship...I was up by that time and he's all "you're ripped" and grazed my stomach.......................................................you gotta be f****** kidding me.
Generally, I would have ripped his arm off, beat him with it and then jostle it up his bunghole. However, I was having a great day up to that point and why let him ruin it?!...so I just shot him a look that said "don't push your luck mofo, I did time for much less once, I don't mind doing it again"...so he swiftly wrapped up the conversation and left.
And for the record I am far from ripped (I'm about 5'9 and 155 lbs)...he was just a dirty old man coping a feel. How is it OK to touch someone like that??? And why do I always attract freaks???
I myself was a tad stunned at my reaction...or the lack thereof...if you know me this was his VERY LUCKY day...but I figured he can have that memory to masturbate later and I shall mark this as community service in my book.
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
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