gym girl

watched game 6 at the gym the other day. i was on the treadmill for quite a bit and soaked up my white t. did a few pull-ups. im not going to bore you with the exercises i did or what i ate afterwards to optimize my muscle gain/fat loss. im here to talk about something else – the gym girl. yanno that girl or guy that you keep seeing time after time in one locale? it doesnt neccessarily have to be the gym. it could be the library or bookstore or lecture class…well yeah, you get my point. both of you eye each other from afar and periodically throughout

yesterday, we both happened to be on the treadmill. we were one treadmill away from each other. when i saw that she was coming to run, i began to turn it up (from 6.5 to 7.0 LOL – i know im slow faggot). I believe i was watching the rihanna – SOS music video as motivation. dammmmmmmmmn girl you look fionee..yumyumyum. i love running to all types of music, but especially to music videos of almost aneroxic chicks or ones with nice bodies. also dont mind a little ginuwine or tyrese. bodies like pump me up (wow, that sounded so wrong) but anyways back to the story at hand. she usually comes in with a georgetown tshirt or one of those prep shirts with two crew paddles interlocking..something weak like that. she also usually wears short shorts, but not booty shorts. what do most people do in situations like this? let the scenario fester and think about it in your head endlessly while listening to leona lewis – broken love? or be a little annoying douchebag and tell all your friends constantly regardless of what he or she has to say? or step up to the plate like big papi at fenway park and swing for the fences?… no right answer. in this case, im going to just let it be.

what ya’ll think? playaz?

a confused bus driver……..