I like to enjoy my Thursday nights like I enjoy my Friday and Saturday nights and well...just about any night that ends in "day". Unfortunately this lovely Friday morning, I am pleasantly awaken by a flurry of people who forget I am in living in the West Coast at this moment. Between 6am and 8am PST I receive phone calls from Simon Ho, Eugene Winer, a Calgary mother with some questions about her daughters trip and a long time friend James Neville. The morning call I enjoyed the most however was with miss Jessie Fones. An S-Trip! veteran who has always helped me out in a jam is calling me to help out with another one. I look forward to seeing Jessie soon and harassing her at her desk.
I really wanted to sleep in but now must start my day and begin one of the busiest weekends I will have all fall! I have two massive meetings, one on Saturday and one on Sunday, each with over 150 people showing up and will need to still fit in some physical activity! Better get this day/weekend off to a good start. I run through out 45 mins of Cardio (lol..that's punny) at the home underneath my home but to my amazement, the gym is packed! Only one free cardio machine and a weight room full of monkeys. There was one guy in the gym that was too much of a beauty not to talk about and I am sure Brandon MacDonnell will appreciate this one. I am about 15 minutes into my run and in walk 4 jacked Vancouver locals. The reason I could tell they were Vancouver locals is because they wear their street clothes to the gym and all have that "dickhead" look to them. Each of them sporting their own bedazzled Ed Hardy or Affliction T-Shirt, tribal armband tattoos and yes, one of them wore Versace sunglasses while he worked out. The biggest beauty of them all was the guy who hopped on the treadmill next to me. Now I was at the gym for 45 minutes and this guy was in and out before I left. He came in with a pair of Kappa track pants (ok), UFC brand T-shirt (not that bad but getting worse), a Gucci man purse which is one of those things that looks like he stapled a pencil-case to a belt and tied it around his boobs (really pushing it - that's punny too!) and to top it off had workout gloves on! Now I have nothing against workout gloves unless you come to the gym for 20 minutes and only use the treadmill. Anyways, I hope everyone got the visual.
Feeling great retreat back to my condo, I slam bowl after bowl of Frosted Mini-Wheats until I run out of milk. Shoulders, I will take care of you after work. Now Friday, you are about to get f**ked up.
Oh and I didn't forget my Friday song. Enjoy:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cyVzjoj96vs
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