I'm all for being comfortable naked. I personally practice this at home. Alone. But the gym? No. I change in a bathroom stall. I've seen all sorts of things in the gym. Some chick is always milking herself in there, all out in the open. I am not maternal, so to me it's like hooking a cow up to a machine and producing a half gallon for me. Gross. Don't wanna see it! Especially how you weigh yourself after milking with all your junk hanging out. Can you really lose that much? Couldn't you tuck your stuff back in?
Yesterday, some chick was bare assed on the scale. It makes me feel uncomfortable.
Oh yea, remember how the gym I go to is IN MY OFFICE BUILDING. And I go on my lunch break! Gawd! I don't want to see contraptions hooked to your boobs, your bare ass on a scale, curling your hair without a shirt on, or you covering yourself with trash bags, and then stand next to you in the lunch line. Akwarrrrrd.
I was enjoying the new season of Heroes last night (I think it might be making a comeback after last season's lame attempt at changing things.....) and my freaking CAT catches her TAIL on fire. It's not the first time for me, having 4 cats, and several candles always lit, it's bound to happen. This is the first time however, the cat took off and I had to chase her flaming ass. Luckily, I apprehended her in time, and neither of us got burned in the process. She just stunk up the joint, and has a melty tail. She's a cotton candy persian, her hair is like cotton balls. It melted. Poor baby.
Pee-ess....Two more pounds and I lost 60. 35 more to goal! I can't even believe it!