Tuesday, January 12, 2010

man

I’ve been getting bored with exercising lately so I thought I’d switch things up by signing up for an aerobics class at my gym.

My first class was last night, and I arrived just in time to get a spot in the back of the room. It took about two seconds to realize that I was the only man in the class.

I was beginning to wonder whether it was implied that my class was for women only, when another man walked in just as the instructor began to lead us through some stretches. (And to my relief, he looked to be in slightly worse shape than me.)

The man put down his bag and sat against the back wall and did a few stretches of his own (although his stretches just looked more like a couple of exaggerated yawns.) After 15 seconds of stretching, he stopped and removed a water bottle from his bag and set it on the floor next to him.

When he opened the water bottle, I could immediately smell the vodka.

I took a step back and asked him, “Do you drink vodka while you’re doing aerobics?”

“Oh, no, I’m just here to watch.”


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