Getting reacquainted with an old friend

I did my interval training tonight at 10th Avenue Athletic Club.

I usually don’t shower at the gym, but I was headed to the Rose Garden right afterward to watch the Blazers take on the Wizards. And I was sharing my extra season ticket with an attractive female.

So I brought my soap, tooth brush and razor with me to the gym. After I got off the treadmill, I hit the showers.

I was surprised — but not terribly disappointed — to find that 10th Avenue has individual stalls and shower curtains so you can clean up with a degree of privacy. At Lloyd Athletic Club, where I work out 80 percent of the time, everyone showers in one big communal area. I don’t know about you, but I’ve never been a big fan of standing around naked with a bunch of guys I don’t know. I mean, they can see something even I can’t: my balls.

But as I was showering this evening in my own private stall, I looked down and there they were. I mentioned yesterday how nice it is to lose weight and get back into clothes you haven’t worn in a while, but another fringe benefit is being able to look down and see your balls without leaning forward, pulling in your stomach or using a mirror.

I was totally, like, “Hey there little guy Big Fella. It’s nice to see you again! We should hang out more often.”

Food Journal (click to view):
Breakfast: Scrambled eggs with onions and bell peppers
Snack: Hard-boiled egg, apple, walnuts
Lunch: Steak slices, grapes, raw cashews
Snack: Power Bar
Dinner: Steak slices, salad