I've been working out with a friend for the last two years and we have a very set schedule or I should say had. Due to a recent work conflict he's bailed on one of our days which has freed me up to go solo whenever I can. Good and bad. When it's us working out, I typically have tunnel vision and am focused on what we're doing and our conversation. Solo however it's easier to take survey of my fellow gym attendees. Picture it--- I'm standing in front of a packed wall of mirrors doing arm curls (yawn) when from the corner of my eye I spy a motionless 5' figure straight outta a horror film looking like The Grudge meets Cousin It complete with a maniacal grim standing a few feet behind me.
Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!! I don't know how long he'd been there but I came close to screaming. I almost spun around like an Olympic shot putter and hurled my 75lbs 50lbs 25lbs weights at him. It was truly bizarre that in amongst a beehive of activity was this tiny fellow with a crazy grin standing frozen facing the mirror. After my panic passed I took inventory of this odd little fella: long hair almost completely covering his face, huge shoulders which were tensed up by his ears, multi-layered t-shirts in a color scheme selected by Freddy Krueger, striped socks, and a vibe which read "lone gunman". Call it fear of being shot.... call it fear of catching his crazy..... call it a great excuse to cut my workout short...... I quickly fled and checked the local news that night to see if anything had gone down at my gym. Fortunately nothing. Oh my goodness....... so many things I've seen at gym........ so many more stories coming soon.