I don't have much to share today because there were only four of us in group. I guess it was too beautiful a day for the rest of them to be inside talking about all the stuff that's screwed up in their lives. So instead I'll talk about some observations I made at the gym today that made me mental.
There were so many old people there today I thought I walked onto the set of a 'Cocoon' movie sequel.
Dear YMCA weight scale....You claim that I have gained three pounds in a week even though I'm eating half as much and not drinking. I claim that you are a dirty lying bastard and you can go fuck yourself.
Excuse me middle-aged woman wearing no bra, I can see your massive nipples from across the room. Exercise requires movement, boobs require a bra. Please buy one.
Hey fella on the treadmill! If you resemble Lamar from 'Revenge of the Nerds' when you run...it's time to stop running. Just sayin....