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Most embarrassing moment is always a funny topic. This came to mind as this morning I didn’t have my ‘most’ embarrassing moment, just another to add to my list of many.
During my Amish jaunt I stayed nice and fit by carrying out duties on the property which consisted of some heavy work with livestock, repairing the horse carts, greasing the bearings on the windmill – well, you get the gist. So now I’m back I have decided to stay fit and strong by joining one of these ‘Anytime Fitness’ gyms.
This week I have been up at 4:30am and at the gym by 5. This morning when I entered, I had the whole place to myself. I went over to the bench press, put on my forehead and wrist sweat bands, pulled up my socks and stacked the bar ready for a personal best of 58.5kg. Onto about my second rep and the tummy starts playing up. Put the brutal load of weight down and let out a great big fart that instantly released the pain in my stomach. To say the stench was putrid was an understatement. I hear the door make a click and in walked what looks like a mother and daughter. They go to use the equipment next to me, they stop talking, look at each other, then look at me with what I can only explain as a look of sheer disgust. The younger one said to the older one “some people are just filth” and they moved to the other side of the gym. I picked up my South Sydney towel, my drink container of Tang and made a bee-line for the door.
And that is just todays embarrassing moment.
Yours?
During my Amish jaunt I stayed nice and fit by carrying out duties on the property which consisted of some heavy work with livestock, repairing the horse carts, greasing the bearings on the windmill – well, you get the gist. So now I’m back I have decided to stay fit and strong by joining one of these ‘Anytime Fitness’ gyms.
This week I have been up at 4:30am and at the gym by 5. This morning when I entered, I had the whole place to myself. I went over to the bench press, put on my forehead and wrist sweat bands, pulled up my socks and stacked the bar ready for a personal best of 58.5kg. Onto about my second rep and the tummy starts playing up. Put the brutal load of weight down and let out a great big fart that instantly released the pain in my stomach. To say the stench was putrid was an understatement. I hear the door make a click and in walked what looks like a mother and daughter. They go to use the equipment next to me, they stop talking, look at each other, then look at me with what I can only explain as a look of sheer disgust. The younger one said to the older one “some people are just filth” and they moved to the other side of the gym. I picked up my South Sydney towel, my drink container of Tang and made a bee-line for the door.
And that is just todays embarrassing moment.
Yours?
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