So I took a sleeping pill last night - slept till 2 today and then went to the gym. Feel somewhat better.
But that is not the interesting part...
So there I am - sweating away at the gym - very sweaty as I tend to get (on the elliptical) and out of breath as my time here in the gauntlet has made me quite out of shape, but anyway, so there I am just sweating away, and there are a couple other people there (an older gent, a middle aged lady) and then this hot, hot, hot (mmm, tobasco) guy walks in.
Ooh, yeah.
So tall. So cute. So pretty.
And he gets on elliptical next to me.
I am of course, self conscious, and put a little more oomph in my work out as one is wont to do when a good looking person is working out next to you. So I finish on the elliptical. I get on the bike.
Start reading USA today.
Flip, flip, flip.
Land in the sports section.
Reading, reading, reading.
Ooh - article on Andre Agassi playing in Davis Cup even though he is 35 etc. A must read given the spotting of the man leaving the local lavatory the other day. Hmmm, there is a picture.
Oh, there is Agassi in the pic. Still bald.
Oh there is Patrick McEnroe in the pic. Nothing too special.
Oh there is Andy Roddick in the pic. Still hot....
Oh there is Andy Roddick on the elliptical!!!! In the gym!!! Right in front of me!!!
He was next to me the whole time.
So there I am peeking out behind the newspaper looking at him...
Andy on elliptical,
Andy in the pic,
Andy on elliptical,
Andy in the pic...
And so it went for the next 22 minutes and 47 seconds of my stationary odyssey on the bike. Looking at the pic, looking at him, looking at the pic, looking at him.
And to allay any questions from the peanut gallery, here are 3 stock answers, do with them what you will:
(1) No I did not ask for his autograph.
(2) Yes I was embarassed by what I looked like.
(3) As sexy as my impression of a melting snowman with a potbelly may have been, he has not, as of yet, asked me to marry him. Gonna give him some time though.
Utterly surreal.
Thursday, March 03, 2005
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