Friday, August 18, 2017

My name is, what?

15 weeks to go before my 1500 meter freestyle. (Short course meters for the technical types.) I have taken four pounds off in two weeks… 227. There are 28 more pounds to go. I can race at 210, but it won’t be easy to go under 17:40.00 unless I am closer to my goal. Chop wood, carry water. During this run for 195 pounds has seen me swimming more than past challenges. Four days per week in the water, with gym time two days. If my schedule permits I take a lunch or two per week to put in 30-minutes of cardio. Jaron and I have been regular gym rats since early spring, and neither one of us enjoy coming to the gym above and beyond the wonderful banter we provide each other. But there is a point when new material runs slim, and we are not fans of recycling anything other than cans and bottles; so we have been forced to look outward across the gym for humor. The birth of the nickname backstory.

Don’t judge us! I am well aware people of all shapes, sizes, colors, and creeds enjoy creating fictitious backstories of characters on reality’s stage. Jaron and I nickname people just in case they are decoying us with silent ear buds to eavesdrop on our clever conversation skills. Backstory authoring at the gym is gold -- repetitive behavior, consistent attendance, and a wealth of odd. Our fellow muses have yet to disappoint. To protect our content the nicknames of the cast is all that will be provided at this point:
 
Shrek
Aryan Brotherhood
@CardioGirl42
Alumni Association
Narwhal
40-year old stripper
Modesto
Wife beaters (the white tanktop undershirt)
Bernie Sander’s accountant brother
OEM
Sling Blade
Gandpa’s Happy Blue Ball
Tennis pro
1982 Mr. Olympia regional finalist
Volleyball twins  

   

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