Two tales for the price one! Gather 'round shitizens... Tale 1: I live in a new apartment complex, and when I say new I mean just built new, not new to me. The gym in this complex is seriously one of the nicest I have ever seen out of any condo’s, or apartments I have ever lived in. It’s even nicer than some actual gyms I’ve been to.  I like to use treadmills for when I do my time attack runs, or if I want to see how I am doing since I have never been one of those runners who wears a shit tone of “tech”. Today I was in the middle of my 6 mile run (currently at a 8 min/mile pace), when three “bros” come in. Only one of them looked swole/fit, the second was a skinny fat, and the third was a small fat.  The interesting thing was the small fat. The entire time the other two were actually doing something, the small fat would pace around the gym, read the labels on the equipment, and generally looked so perplexed at the sight of an actual gym. I’d also like to note, that small fat was wearing board shorts, flip-flops (thongs, sandals, whatever else you want to call them), and a shirt that was easily one size too small. He also was starting to get those torpedo-tits some fats get.  It was so amusing to watch him wander around, and look lost. By the looks of things, a gym really was foreign territory for small fat. Tale 2: Same gym. One day a few weeks ago I walked in to do another timed run. This was for my 8 mile daily. As I walk in I see a very cute Asian girl in the free weight area, and a full on mini-planet on the middle treadmill. Great.  So I hop on and start my normal warm up, and timed session. Up to this point the butter beast was walking. After I really got going apparently this margarine-marry decided it wanted to try running too. It started to turn the speed up, and got this super serious, and almost constipated look on its face. It kept looking over at the LCD screen on my treadmill. So I got an idea of what was going on. Now it’s time to have some fun. I kicked it from an 8 min/mile to a 7:20. Not long after, he turns up the speed a little bit as well. This lasted about 2 minutes, which is far longer than I ever expected. Before it went back to walking, only this time holding the hand rails for dear life. As my session went on it would walk, then run again for about 30 seconds, and walk. It finally got off and left when I was about half way through my session. Bonus when it tried smiling at the cute Asian girl. HA!