Thursday, March 4, 2010

Horror At The Gym

Generally speaking I have a generally high tolerance for many things. To say that something offends me is even more out of the norm. However, this week I've had to endure something that is just plain offensive to the senses.

Man bulge in lycra at the gym.

For the past few weeks I've been taking a kickboxing class at my local gym and the teacher was some vaguely Eastern Eurpoean sounding woman who I think was actually Brasilian cuz she had us samba once as a cool down. Anyway, the class was actually really good and much more enjoyable than the treadmill or elliptical. This week, however, the instructor was replaced by a man who apparently feels that the gym is just the right place to have some well placed moose knuckle showing.

Again, not really big on finding things offensive but it's mildly disturbing to have this poly-blend material covered sphere kinda bouncing up and down all the class long. Particularly when it comes toward you. I just want to throw holy water on it. Worse is the fact that the instructor is like Charlotte's gay friend on Sex & The City, if her gay friend was Hispanic instead of Italian. Man is the guy loud, I'm fairly certain that when the girl fainted in class the other day it was more about his voice causing an inner ear imbalance than dehydration.

The truly worst part about the whole thing? I really like the class, he drives the class hard and keeps the routine varied so I am definitely sweating and feeling like I get a good workout, and that's before I do weights!

So there you have it, I'll keep going to this class as long as they offer it. Just, maybe we can start a petition to at least get him to wear longer shirts. After all, just because you punch in a kickboxing class doesn't mean you need to bring your own speedbag.

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Further Proof That I'm Not THAT Smart

So each Monday I make it a point to start any of my conversations, be it on the phone, through e-mail or on IM with some form of the phrase "So how was your weekend?" I mean it's always nice on a Monday to reminisce about the fun part of the week right? Not to mention it's conversational and a nice lead in to asking for something on a Monday than just being to the point.

With that said, I proceeded to ask this question to a rep who I needed some info from at one of our sister offices on Monday. Normally, not a problem right?

Oh did I forget to mention it was our office in Chile?

Yeah that's right, I asked someone who just experienced an 8.8 Richter level movement of the earth about her weekend.

Just think about that the next time you think you're making a goof. Sigh, thank goodness I'm pretty huh?