Showing posts with label the gym. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the gym. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 30, 2008

when does it stop being fun and start being cougar?

I meet guys at the gym all the time. This evening a hottie I've seen before talked me up. After a few minutes of conversation, I decided he wasn't just hot but also rather smart. All was going well until he dropped a piece of information indicating that he was at least 14 years my junior. Then he asked for my phone number.

I've dated younger guys before, but I've always been careful to stay within the generation gap (10 years). What should I have done here?

To any of you tempted to respond that age doesn't matter, it doesn't matter for older guys, but don't forget that double-standards abound in my world. When does one officially become a cougar?

RainyBow

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Wednesday, November 14, 2007

i didn't need muscles anyway

I've been an ectomorph all of my life. The fact that I log so much mileage each week in my running shoes doesn't help. While my friends can go to the gym twice and suddenly have monstrous biceps, I can hit the weights religiously for years and nobody will believe I ever lifted 5 pounds. But I still weight-train because I remember when I was running cross-country races years ago and felt no need to hit a gym. Any guy who saw me naked was frightened of snapping me in half, which didn't exactly do wonders for the love life.

Well, my gym just decided to remove all of the free weights and weight machines in order to conduct noise testing. Apparently they will be gone for 30 days. I have no idea why a gym that's been operational for 14 years would require such extensive noise testing, but this is what I've been told.

I don't really want to see my body after 30 days of no weight training and massive muscle atrophy, and I don't think anyone else should have to see it either. After I write this, I'll be calling around to try to borrow a set of weights. Crappy gym.

RainyBow