I just returned home from the gym, and there are a few points I would like to make.
I have always hated going to the gym in the winter because of all the extra layers, but it is surprisingly glorious to make the trip there all bundled up and to walk home in shorty shorts, boots, and a coat. You cool off quick.
I now have a newfound respect for the elliptical. I don't have to worry about being late to a class AND I get my own individual television, which surprisingly holds my attention for enough time to give me a decent workout with boredom subsiding. HOWEVER...
NYSC, can you PLEASE invest in digital cable. Every damn channel had Bloomberg giving his 2009 address to the city or some nonsense of the like. Nothing personal Bloomie, I just need something a bit more mindless while I'm taking a long walk to nowhere. I was forced to watch Blues Travelers music videos on Rock of Ages and listen to Lil Wayne rap about a shorty who likes a lollipop. Uh, no thanks.
Furthermore, if you at least had SoapNET, I'd have one smokin' hot bod.
I still find it annoying to go a place with such a high concentration of all walks of people (or so I would assume) and to not be able to socialize. You think you've seen me look bad? Think again, friends. I save that for the gym. Pale legs, no makeup, the works.
Lastly, contrary to popular belief, and in conjunction with the above statement, I do not go to the gym to meet guys. Not that I haven't seen beautiful boys there... But, I'm not really into guys who work out. I like a wheezer.