AUTHOR: tbooty DATE: 4/18/2004 11:58:00 AM ----- BODY: ok. so i drag my ass out of bed this morning to go to the gym. because it's good for me, or so i've been told. really, i'm tired of being out of shape and having clothes that are too tight, so i've begun the adventure of...........getting healthy. this is fine. i've been dieting (yeah weight watchers!) since august and have lost about 15 lbs. this is great. i hired a trainer and actually started going to the gym that i'd been paying membership dues at, but hadn't been going to. wonderful. i've drug myself there 3 times a week for the last 10+ weeks. awesome. have i seen ANY freaking change in my body? minimal. there has been some, and i have to admit that i'm actually starting to feel muscle under the layers of blubber, but not as much as i'd hoped to see by this time. there has been no giddiness of "holy shit i'm down a size!" that's part of what's pissing me off. i know it takes time. i'm fine with that, but i've been dedicated to going, i think i've only skipped 3 times that i didn't make up. what REALLY pisses me off is..................Creepy Gym Guy. i know i'm not all that and a bag of chips. i'm totally fine with this. in fact, i'm so in the zone, so to speak, that i don't even want to start dating anyone (not that there are a lot of guys clamoring, but that's a whole other category) until i'm more at ease with myself. i hit the gym on my way home after work 2 nights a week, and then again on sunday. i do not go to the gym to meet people, chat, etc. i go to work out. if you get on the machine next to me, don't expect me to talk to you. i'm one of those. i want to get my workout in and get the hell out of there. i've got it down to a science by now. in and out within 60-65 minutes. it's great. that way i can still have a life. sooooooooooooooo, what is my problem you ask? it is this. i went to the gym as usual last week. i've seen CGG around the gym quite a few times since i actually started going, and thought he was kinda weird. (you know the type. the guy that leaves his shoes on the treadmill in order to "save" it for him after he's done changing? THAT guy.) well, last week, he kept STARING AT ME. normally this wouldn't bother me as, at times, i can be so obtuse about that kind of stuff that i wouldn't even notice. no such luck this time. EVERY SINGLE TIME i looked up that day, HE WAS STARING AT ME. he didn't even have the decency to look away when i caught him! what is his freakin' problem? obviously i wasn't looking my best, as i was grunting, sweating, and all that other REALLY attractive stuff you do when you work out! ew! creepy! in fact, i hadn't realized how much it creeped me out until i went this morning and was so relieved that he wasn't there! now i don't know what to do if it happens again. my first instinct is to tell him to "take a freakin' picture, it'll last longer". any advice?? --------