Part of the rejuvenation of me consists of working out. I haven't worked out with any degree of regularity in over 10 years. So, it is fair to say that I am not in shape. And, last nights first workout confirmed it -- I am not in shape. But whatever, that's part of being American, yes?
Two rules at my new gym made me sad, however. One is a strict "no grunting" policy while working out. How am I supposed to let the other males in the place know how cut and jacked I am without letting out a guttural exclamation every time I throw up another rep? People may question my alpha-male status without such exclamations. I will be breaking that rule.
The second rule is a strict "proper attire required" in the sauna (underneath this sign, it explicitly states, "no nudes") . How am I supposed to have anonymous gay sex in the sauna while wearing "proper attire"? What fascists. Another rule I will most certainly be breaking.
I'm supposed to go work out tonight. Instead, I think I'll just drink red wine and play online poker. Mark 2.0 is in full swing.
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