Focus – Another Gym Story

Yo! So last night I went to the gym!

*Sigh*

Forgive me… I know you haven’t heard from me in a minute but I promise you I still have some manners. Lemme start over;

HI LOVES!!! ????

*In Jenifa’s voice* How is you??? Was goin on we’s you??!? Hope all is well we’s you! I’ve been meezzin you, have you been meezzin me?? LMAO

So yea, where was I? *looks up*

Yo! So last night, I went to the gym after work. I haven’t been working out as often – I’ve been busy being crazy this summer so my workout schedule has been off. Anyways, determined to get back on the matter, I went to the gym last night.  I got on my treadmill, set my speed to 5.8, selected a few motivational speeches, and started running. For someone who hadn’t been there frequently in weeks, I was doing it and I was feeling myself. 22 minutes in and I hadn’t stopped or slowed down once and I was proud of my damn self.

On minute 25 something happened…

It was 5 minutes to the end of my run, struggling and asking myself who sent me here, when some G.I Jane got on the treadmill to the right of me and started running. Then she RAN! I was still marveling at her speed when this chick started boxing the air. Suddenly all the pride I felt for having such a great workout –considering the fact that I hadn’t in a while – disappeared. That’s when I vexed! ?

See eh, I do NOT enjoy working out. Actually, I hate it but I am vain, so I do it to fulfill all righteousness. Like a good Faith’s efforts thing. So when I see people at the gym that make my efforts seem meaningless, I vex.

Feeling inadequate, I started debating on if I should increase my speed or extend my workout when this chick started running sideways! Accepting defeat I laughed and said “lucifer you want me to do more than I can and DIE so you can laugh at me, okwa ya [right]? You didn’t see me.” At 30 minutes, I pressed the “cool down” button and started my power walk to bring my workout to an end.

I was thanking God for bringing me to the gym and for a great workout when I turned to see GI Jane.

Do you know what GI Jane was doing?? I’ll tell you.

She was running backwards! I kid you not! Her pace was nice and steady and she moving running backwards, still throwing jabs and killing it on that effing treadmill. *Now walking on my own machine*, I watched as she ran forward, sideways and then backwards, all the while throwing jabs like it was nothing. That’s when I noticed I wasn’t the only one fascinated by this chick. The guy next to her seemed captivated as well. However unlike me, with every glance in her direction, he increased his speed and powered through.

Just as I was about to jump off my machine and leave the area for the gym-over-sabis’, the guy that was forming baddest-runner-ever-liveth lost his footing, slipped and fell.

???????

A trainer nearby ran him to make sure he was okay. My machine had finally stopped at this time so I got off to see if he was okay too.

He said he was fine and explained that he looking at the girl when he lost control and fell. The trainer (trying to keep a straight face) said “you gotta mind your workout and focus on your own results! You could’ve really hurt yourself looking at her!” He said some other things but I was too busy cracking up and walking away to hear it. OMG I LAUGHED!!! I laughed in the locker room, laughed in the sauna and am still CRACKING UP as I write this.

Moral of the story (as the photo says) – Stay in your lane, keep your eyes and faith on yourself!

Thank you for reading!!

Love always,

The Wawa-New Yorker