I’m off to a rough start this week. Monday I had a really good leg workout, had a huge pump going in my calves, so I take my shower, dry off, I put my underwear on, and then, since I’m the only one in my row of lockers, I get up on my tiptoes to flex my calves and check it out in the mirror. Of course this type-A, 130lb dweeb that thinks he owns the world picks that time to walk up behind me and give me a look like I was humpin’ a dead alligator or something and the smell was getting into his locker.
Today I had to kick a jackass out of the power rack so I could bench in there. My partner is in France, and I need the self spotting safety pins. So I try and be nice, pitch the guy a clue and ask how many sets he has. “I’m just getting started,” he says. Mind if I work in? I strip the 10lbs he has on the bar off, readjust the rack, drag a bench in, throw on some plates, and warm up. When I got up he had started setting up his curls on a bench and proceeded to do one more set (for a total of two) before leaving. (Sigh)
So I have a good workout, and there is this gay looking guy in the cardio room (where I was finishing off with rotator cuff work on the cable machine) doing some sort of lying leg lifts and watching me. I thought to myself, man does he look gay. Anyway, I hit the showers, I’m the only one in there, and because my back is feeling stressed from heavy rows I bend way over and just let the shower hit my lower back. Of course Mr. Lying Leg Lifts picks this time to walk in.
I hope the rest of the week is better, or everyone is going to start thinking I’m some sort of gay asshole.
Warhorse raises an interesting topic. Gay men in a mens locker room. Isn’t that sort of like a straight man showering with the Dallas Cowboy cheerleaders?
Yo Warhorse, if it makes ya feel better: I actually stopped working out at my local YMCA here in NYC because of the fag factor. I had been going to this Y since I was 5 years old! Well, in college when i came home for the holidays and summer to lift and maybe play hoops, I got sick and tired of being stared at in the locker room. There were guys who would hang around the locker room for hours, just walking around. Then they’d go in the sauna, come back and make sure to walk by the showers, etc etc. Then I’d get eyeballed in the gym too, just like you.
Just felt weird, you know; I’ve got nothing against butt pirates of the caribbean, hell, let 'em have a civil marriage if they want to!
I just don’t like scuzzy old guys checking out my ass and balls!
BTW, if anybody has ever read Muscle: Confessions of a bodybuilder, that’s my local YMCA. The one he first began lifting in.
While it’s a little off topic here’s a funny story. IMO. My whole family; mom, dad, brother and I where driving to Florida for vacation. I was still in grade school(4 th or 5 th ?) so I was relatively naive to the odd ways of the world. We stopped in a rest station to gas up/eat/and use the restrooms.
When I walked into the bathroom there was this guy washing his hands who looked right at my father, brother and I. Right away I thought there was something strange about him. I went to take a piss in the urinal with my dad using the urinal to the right of me and the man with the dirty hands on my left. We were all holding alot of fluid but this guy was still washing his fucking hands! Then I started to realize that if you look at the right angle in the mirror you could see the guys dicks who were pissing! Once I realized this I turned over to look and tell my dad. However, seems he figured it out before me. Before I could even tell wtf was going on my old man drilled this jerk off right in the temple and he just melted right there on the bathroom floor. LOL.
The best part was when my little brother came out of the bathroom stall after dropping a wicked duece. He was like “Eww, why is that guy laying on the dirty floor?”. My dad told him he slipped.
If it’s any consolation, I’ll be spending the next several months under the watchful eye of drill sergeants and blue ropes during military training. No benching for me during that time period, so consider yourself privileged.
That was hilarious though. Oh, the power of circumstance.
Geez Wideguy you have a hell of a rough family. I guess any Perv wanting to mess with my kid would probably find it not worth his while.
I don’t know. The gay antics around the healthclub are annoying, I just try and keep away from it and if someone gets too blatant I’m not afraid to say something.
How you feel about this is the same way women feel when guys are blatantly staring at them, etc. Keep it in mind.
I would have to say that I am somewhat used to guys staring. After a while women just learn to deal with that and it is expected, but I have also had to endure the butch ass females at my gym too. They are twice as bad as the men. They will full on look me up and down and not even try to be sly about it. Now don’t go getting excited boys they aren’t hot chicks. They are butches, full on dudes with boobs and they make me wanna puke.
