The Septimus Notes

Thursday, March 23, 2006

|Wet Dream.|

Backstory: I've always tried working out in the AM, but the problem is that I've always thought (read: assumed) that cardio needed to go before weightlifting (to get the heart rate up, I guess? Although I did always question that. Hmm...). But because I can't stand to go to the gym when it's busy, and if I don't get there right at 6 then I miss the window to sign up for a machine that would allow me enough post-cardio time to complete my routine before having to run off to class, I would only go to the gym in the AM if I got there right at 6, so if I looked at my alarm clock and it was 6.05 (the gym is 5min away) I just wouldn't go. And then at night I'd be too busy so I ultimately just wouldn't go to the gym.

Recently, however, I've started hooking up with this crazy hot ex-Texan who while now a contractor/sculptor used to be a sculptor/personal trainer. I asked him to make a workout program for me and, lo and behold, the cardio is AFTER the weightlifting. So now I can go to the gym in the AM without having to worry about missing the window to sign up for a machine (the first window is an hour, as opposed to the rest which are 30min, hence the problem).

Story: So I was finishing my workout today (this is the first week of the new plan) and I strolled into the locker room, which I don't normally do, to go to the bathroom (I've started drinking more water). And the first thing I notice is that there are a lot of hot guys around me. And then I get jealous and resentful. Stupid bitches who have been working out since high school and know what they are doing and are so hot and get all the guys and girls and t and p and a they want. Stupid bitches.

But then... hold the phone! They weren't normal guys. No, they were the football team. And I guess they finish their workout a little before I finish mine because as I turned the corner to head to the bathroom in the locker room, 10 of them came out of the shower, water dripping off their hot, ripped and chiseled bodies. I turned away so as not to look like I gave a damn, but to either side of me were more of them, pecs out, abs out, cocks out, just standing around, talking, hands often on one another. In every row of lockers, there they were.

Now even more reason to make it to the gym in the morning.

promulgated by SWS2.1 at 08:27.
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