I’m a freak, I’m a weirdo.

You know that weird person at the gym that does all kinds of peculiar things? Yeah, I think that’s me.

I’m outrageously self-concious (read: self-centered and neurotic) when I’m working out. I’m almost positive no one is actually looking at me as I work out, but I am so paranoid that EVERYONE IS LOOKING AT ME! So, then I end up doing something stupid and laughing at myself and looking like even more of a crazy person.

The other day, I was on an elliptical, and I’d just set up the workout I was planning to do (fat burn, for 45 minutes) and I freaked out that I’d lost my phone. I couldn’t find it, where did I put it? I got off the machine, gathered my stuff and went back to the locker room to see if I’d left it in there, or dropped it. Nope. Still freaking out, I went back to the machine to see if I’d left it there and somehow missed it when I looked originally — then I remembered I’d set it on the display screen of the machine when I first got on the machine. So it was quite literally RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY FACE when I was freaking out and not able to find it.

When I was back at the machine, looking because I couldn’t find it, the guy on the machine next to me said, “are you looking for your phone? I just turned it in at the front desk.” Coooooool. So now I know someone saw how neurotic I was. Yikes.

Luckily I was able to get my phone and head back to a different machine (far away from the guy who no doubt thought I was a lunatic) and get my workout in. I spent most of the time I was at the gym laughing at myself, as I do most days. Life isn’t any fun when you take yourself too seriously, and I like my life to be SUPER fun!

I ran two miles in 23 minutes on the elliptical that day! Very impressed with myself! I’ve never, in my whole life, been able to run a mile. Ever. So, doing two that quickly is such a major leap!

2 thoughts on “I’m a freak, I’m a weirdo.

  1. First of all, the new logo looks GREAT. I love it!
    And secondly, I sometimes worry people are staring at me in the gym and thinking my form is off or my pants are stupid. I mostly don’t care, but I still feel like they’re watching me… I hear you.
    Lastly, I forget where I put shit ALL THE TIME. My immediate short term memory is totally worthless, I swear.


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