Yesterday’s gym experience was one for the books…or…blogs. I had the most unusual comments made to me. The first was from some guy that I small talk with. Until yesterday it was “Hi.” “Working on your calves, huh?” and stuff like that. I don’t even know his name. Last night, he asks “Are you a cop?” Apparently, I look like a cop. He even tried to guess what division I was in. Ok. Then he told me that all the other guys are scared to talk to me because I look like a bitch. Which is true. I mean, read this blog. I aint exactly nice.

Then, some other guy wearing pyjama pants makes a comment about my shirt. He had a very thick accent, so I couldn’t understand what he was saying and made him repeat it 3 times. “Your boobs look better in your other shirt”. Was that supposed to be a compliment? My mom wonders why I’m still single.

Then in the change room, the cleaning lady asks me “Are you training for the police service?” Ok, maybe I do look like a cop. I say no. She asks “Are you getting ready for military training?” Ok, maybe I do look like a bitch.

I’m thinking I should start wearing my headphones while I work out…but then, what would I have to blog about?

Tags: crazy people, fitness, gym, gym culture