Because I am an absent-minded person, I often forget to bring my little clip-on iPhone holder with me to the gym. My back-up plan is to stick my phone in the waistband of my pants- not the best arrangement because it can easily fall out. Plus it just looks dumb- it makes a big bump under my shirt, and I'm always fiddling with it, or tightening the drawstring of my pants. And it's probably not great for my phone to be pressed up against my sweaty body. Oh well.
Anyway, I forgot it today. So, I was doing my work-out, with the annoyance of my phone slipping around in my waistband. And then, as I was walking towards the weight area, I saw this god-like creature: long flowing hair wrapped in a bandana, very muscular, tank top, lifting a lot of weight... you get the picture. Conan the Barbarian came to mind. I became somewhat self-conscious as I entered his line of vision, hoping I didn't look too old and/or flabby. And then, when I was directly in front of him, my phone slipped down the right leg of my pants. The side that was facing him, as he sat, panting on his bench, taking a little break before lifting another massive amount of weight. I didn't look at him, hoping he hadn't noticed that I was walking strangely with a rectangular lump on the side of my right thigh. And then, as I, not so discreetly reached down my pants to fish it out, I couldn't help myself- I made eye-contact. And he was laughing at me.
I laughed too. What else could I do? It was pretty funny.
2 comments:
Mimi, you're lumpy in all the right places!
Why, thank-you! (I think!)
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