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The Gym and Me: We Come Together Cuz Opposites Attract

I love summer/I hate summer. Oh, how delightful it is when the warm breezes blow, the BBQ grill is fired up, and the frosty beverages flow freely. To excerpt unfairly from Peter, Paul & Mary, “Ocean breeze, rum on ice, lazy days and party nights/Here I am in paradise…/Golden sun, silver sand, careless touch of a stranger’s hand/I’ll be rested, I’ll be tanned…” Although, actually, scratch that – because does anyone really need to see any member of PP&M lying in the sun being caressed by strangers? Yeah, I thought not.

Puff the magic dragon...

All you need to know is that when summer comes, convenient excuses for avoiding exercise go. And so I weep. No longer can I claim that going to the gym is impossible because of the ravening hordes of ice weasels that roam the streets of Andersonville…

at night, the ice weasels come

Nor can I claim that gym participation is ill-advised because I do not own the right pair of exercise mukluks.

where's that other shoe...

No, sadly, the time has come for me to actually stop thinking of my gym membership fee as a charitable contribution. I will actually have to go there and experience life amongst the muscle-bound. The only dilemna now is whether I continue to work out amidst the scornful glances of buff gaydom at Cheetah, or try to exercise amidst the pasty, corporate white boys at Lake Shore Athletic. Either way, I will be avoiding the free-weight room for all the usual reasons.

eek!

{ 7 } Comments

  1. Jim | June 7, 2006 at 12:56 pm | Permalink

    As menacing as they are, I’d love to see hordes of ice weasels in the streets.

  2. collene | June 7, 2006 at 1:36 pm | Permalink

    #1. The PP&M sunbathing creation is the product of a deliciously twisted mind.

    #2. I love said deliciously twisted mind.

    #3. Can we have an ice weasel?

    #4. I am deeply confused on the gender, or lack there of, of the muscled being.

    #5. I am with you on the exercise dilemma. However, I firmly believe that as we fret about it, we are burning off pesky calories. Fretting is very a strenuous activity.

  3. collene | June 7, 2006 at 1:52 pm | Permalink

    Upon further inspection, it looks as if Peter could use some resuscitation.

  4. Miranda | June 7, 2006 at 1:56 pm | Permalink

    I think he’s just enjoying the sounds of the kayaker drowning off the coast to his left…

  5. karen | June 7, 2006 at 4:27 pm | Permalink

    ice weasels need to eat spooky buff lady.

  6. betsyh | June 7, 2006 at 5:04 pm | Permalink

    I’m sorry, did you not read the sign in the lsac locker room regarding the use of cameras? Next time I am changing on the other side with the thong ladies.

  7. Rob | June 9, 2006 at 9:22 am | Permalink

    Aw, come on mirandala — cheetah is calling out to you! Just think, you could work out amid a festive bunch, including a colleague here and there.

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