The old man at the gym

Some readers, who apparently have less than a third grade education do not understand the sarcasm of this post. So apparently, I have to explian somthing, I was exagerating, I do not actually weigh 400 lbs any more than I will ever look like Johnny Depp. And saying that the mens locker room is a terrible place obviously would not imply I was a homosexual.


Once again Big George has decided its time to get in shape, with new eating habits, blood pressure pills and attitude, I decided to return to Bally's Gym in Altamonte Springs. I'm sure most anyone that has ever gone to a gym like this will agree the men's locker room is one of the most terrible places in the world. And if someone like myself was at all curious, unfortunately, it is the oldest and most wrinkled bodies that have the least vanity. One this day I finished my workout, which for now is only a regiment of running and walking, and headed to the locker room.
There is that one second period that our eyes look at a person and our brain processes the info. Thur the mirror, reflected thur another mirror I caught site of a figure, in my brain I accessed this man to be about 60 years old and weighing about 400lbs. His hair was grey and balding and could have passed for a nutty professor or a stooge. As the second passed the the processing was complete I realized this macabre figure was actually me. The hair has since been dyed and the workout have continued. I do not plan until the figure is a one Mr. Johnny Depp.