Now onto the blog title. I ran into the locker room (despite all the "No Running" signs posted... but it was freezing out of the water) and went to my locker to get my shower stuff. Lo' and behold a naked woman was sitting on her towel in front of my locker on the bench. She asked "I'm sorry, am I in your way?" I wanted to say "No, just your boobs ma'am." But I held back. Not so weird because most people get naked in the locker room. However, when she moved down she didn't bother to cover up... she just scooted her bottom on over and proceeded to attempt to chat it up about my bathing suit. I did my best to avoid eye contact but ser
iously, it was like a train wreck. Her boobs hit her lap while she was sitting. I told her I got it from Costco and they are really cheap there, but you gotta go fast because they sell out quickly. Thinking the conversation was over I quickly turned to walk to the shower. She had other plans. Instead of letting me get out of the incredibly uncomfortable situation she stood up and explained that Costco did not sell the extra long sizes that she needed and demonstrated what she meant with her hands measuring her torso. No need lady, really.I escaped with minor emotional injury only to practically run into another boobalicious naked woman coming out of the shower... towel in hand (picture deflated watermelons... sorry, misery needs company). She also wanted to chat it up about my bathing suit. I took her through the same quick story and darted into the shower before she could say anything else. What in the world? I felt like a prude because I didn't prance around the locker room without clothes on. I'm wondering how people get to be so comfortable that they can let it all hang out in front of complete strangers?
There was a pool highlight however... I ran into a friend, Amber when I was about to get out of the pool. She shared with me that her and her cousin wanted to do an Olympic this summer. Hopefully they'll want to do one in July and I'll could join them. Races are always better with friends. Because sharing is caring... I shared with her that I use the pool ladder to get out like the old people. When I try to get out using the side of the pool I always seem to get my gut stuck on the ledge and flop around like a fish out of water. I avoid the embarrassment and swim across the pool, wait in line behind the seniors and the toddlers and climb up the steps of shame.
I showered, left the gym and thought about the days events. Which made me think about Costco. Which of course made me think about the vanilla ice cream bar dipped in milk chocolate and rolled in almonds. Mmmmm. James and I drove to Costco and ate some ice cream and then I road my bike back. Thankfully I didn't run into any naked people on my bike ride back.
Upcoming Workouts in minutes:
Tomorrow: 48 Bike
Monday: Off
Tuesday: 24 run
Wednesday: 24 swim

Total Miles: 8ish
Total Miles in a 1/2 Ironman: 70.3
1 comment:
I've noticed that more "mature" women have no shame in the locker room. It's a nightmare in there.
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