He Has Danced Into the Danger Zone
Sep. 2nd, 2010 09:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
commonpeople1I was momentarily confused today when I arrived at my gym's changing room and heard The Cure being blasted through the ceiling's speakers. There's a certain je ne sais quoi to men showering and getting undressed while Robert Smith sings "Love Song". It heightened the funny mood I was already in.
The weights room was filled with things eager to be held. I know what hands are for and I like to help myself to the free weights. Whenever I'm in a bad mood, I put it down to the weather; but the truth is that I'm thoroughly addicted to endorphins and anything longer than a week away from the gym hits me like s.a.d. I don't hate going to the gym, but it gets boring sometimes. Really boring.
On the plus side, I don't look like someone who goes a lot to the gym.
I've been frustrated lately with my job hunt and stress at work (had an argument today with someone at Job Seekers which escalated to her line manager being called for a complaint) so it's nice to get that energy out afterwards. Today, though, it was Depeche Mode and Lloyd Cole that accompanied me instead of the usual dirge by Eminem and Kei$ha. I controlled myself during Alice Cooper's "Poison" and nearly broke into giggles (and dropped dumb-bells on my toes) when "Maniac" from the film Flashdance came on.
I always see the same faces, though some are missing thanks to Ramadan. I wish I had a gym buddy. I wish I had more time to complete this job application due tomorrow.
The weights room was filled with things eager to be held. I know what hands are for and I like to help myself to the free weights. Whenever I'm in a bad mood, I put it down to the weather; but the truth is that I'm thoroughly addicted to endorphins and anything longer than a week away from the gym hits me like s.a.d. I don't hate going to the gym, but it gets boring sometimes. Really boring.
On the plus side, I don't look like someone who goes a lot to the gym.
I've been frustrated lately with my job hunt and stress at work (had an argument today with someone at Job Seekers which escalated to her line manager being called for a complaint) so it's nice to get that energy out afterwards. Today, though, it was Depeche Mode and Lloyd Cole that accompanied me instead of the usual dirge by Eminem and Kei$ha. I controlled myself during Alice Cooper's "Poison" and nearly broke into giggles (and dropped dumb-bells on my toes) when "Maniac" from the film Flashdance came on.
I always see the same faces, though some are missing thanks to Ramadan. I wish I had a gym buddy. I wish I had more time to complete this job application due tomorrow.
