I’ve be using the stair master lately. I’m the person who normally trips walking up stairs. Today I wasn’t paying attention and fell off of the stair master. Que fits of laughter, no injury except my dignity. As a really hot bodybuilder type guy comes to help me up, I fart from laughing so hard. Guys, I think it’s time for a new gym lol. I left immediately, my workout was 7 minutes long.
My husband things this is the greatest story ever, no sympathy at all. 😂
Oh no, what a sh!tty thing to have happened! I’m so sorry that happened to you.
While this is not at all the same, I’m going to tell you my “Time to find a new gym” story. A few weeks ago, I was at the gym, running on a treadmill (too dark and rainy to run outside before work). So, it’s like 5:30am, and there are about 5 people there. Me, 3 guys in the weight area, and 1 guy on the treadmill right next to me. So, as he increases his speed, I’m all like, hey I can run faster than him, so I increase my speed. I get to about 8 min miles (way too fast for me to sustain for any real distance) when all of a sudden my treadmill STOPS DEAD. I go flying off into the treadmill behind me. Once I decide I’m ok, I get up and try to figure out why my tread died in the middle of my run. I’m looking all around, pushing all the buttons, when I realize that it’s because my jacket fell off the bar next to my treadmill and GOT STUCK IN THE TREADMILL. For real. So, not only is the guy next to me laughing (and running way faster than I ever could) I had to go tell the guy at the desk that I BROKE the treadmill. He was nice about it, but for real, after I told him, I booked it out of there. I’m still mortified.
So. I now need a new gym, because I don’t actually want to get charged for the treadmill I broke. My H went later that day and told me (thru his laughter) that the treadmill was legit gone. Like I broke it so bad they had to remove it from the gym to fix it. Or more likely trash it.
I’ve got one too, only it was on the treadmill at my sons fencing club. Which is surrounded by dads, sitting in chairs.
My run was terrible, the machine kept acting up, my headphones stopped working, my legs felt heavy. I just finished reading a good book about mental toughness so I was determined not to quit.
I pick up my towel, which has been hanging on the side of the treadmill this whole time.
Right in the line of sight of all the dads.
And I put the towel to my face...but simultaneously see that my thong is stuck to it with static cling.
But my thinking process takes a second, so there I am running, wiping my face with my underwear, trying to figure out my next move.
omg this is the highlight of my morning, reading these! wineandcheese, the fart is what pushes this to the next level. Everyone has fallen off a machine at the gym. The fart is what makes this super embarrassing, lol. lilypad1126, the tossing of the treadmill! That is gold!! hahahah campermom, please say it was a red thong. PLEASE.
When I was about 87859847 weeks pregnant I took a yoga class. It was so awkward because 1) I am not a yoga person generally, and 2) my belly was just totally in the way. About 30 minutes into the class (with only like 5 of us in the class), I let out the largest fart. It was so obviously me. I almost died.