I finally made it back into the gym this week. It's probably been 5 months or longer, but I'm at a point where I'm pretty much disgusted with myself (which is usually what it takes.)
Welcome to my life:
I walked into the gym, stood in front of an empty counter waiting to check in. A guy behind me walked up next to me and put his finger on a small scanner. I looked over to see what he was doing & started to read a sign right next to his hand, giving directions on the procedures. As I was reading, he was entering a pin number into a machine. He looked at me and said, "Are you trying to get my phone number? (guess that was his pin #.)
Realizing that it looked like I was staring at him and not reading the sign next to him, I looked up, face instantly red and muttered, "Uhhh, ummm, OH NO! I haven't been here in a long time and was trying to figure out what I was supposed to do!"
He laughed at me and headed up the stairs.
I stood waiting, feeling pretty dumb, until finally someone came up to help me.
Nothing like announcing to the entire gym, "I'm a big, lazy oaf who hasn't been here since the dark ages when you actually checked in with a person!" Not to mention, appearing to scope out someone's pin number and getting called out for it!
I wonder why things like this always happen to me?
I try to appear calm, cool and collected, you know, like I have it all together...then I get found out.
Yes, my name is Lisa and I'm a closet dork! I do stupid things alot.
This was one of my more mild incidents, but thought I'd give you a little walk through my daily bumbles. I spent the rest of my time at the gym trying to avoid the guy with the phone number, who seemed to be looking over at me and laughing throughout my workout!
I yigh yigh! Let's hope today's workout doesn't present more episodes...welcome to my world!