All the
talk of fad diets recently gave me a yearning to visit the gym again. I haven’t
been enough in the last month due to knackeredness/business/laziness/illness so
I set my alarm and opted it for an early morning swim.
It was
actually lovely. I felt relaxed, I only swam into the side once and I felt
refreshed as I got out the pool and headed confidently the area near the shower
where I’d left my towel and shampoo (and pants, obviously).
I washed my
hair, suffered no disasters, I even used the magic swimming costume drying box.
and positively bounced back to the changing rooms. As I was laying out my
belongings a woman appeared opposite me and promptly dropped her towel and then
found her underwear. Don’t get me wrong, this happens a lot and if there was
ever an appropriate place to see tits before 8am, the female changing rooms at
Virgin gym is the place to be.
I promptly
turned around, turned my towel into a tent and put my bra on despite the fact I
was still dripping wet. I turned back and formerly naked lady smiled at me and
said: “Oh there’s nothing better is there? I’m so ready for the day now!”
In a
previous blog I have outlined that you should only ever speak to someone at the
gym at times of disaster or pain. I should have also specified that under no
circumstances should these conversations occur in the changing rooms. Nudity
and conversation are not two concepts that go hand in hand, especially not when
you are strangers.
All the
time I was talking to her I couldn’t maintain eye contact because in my head I
was just thinking I’VE SEEN YOUR VAGINA. I have friends I’ve known for more
than half my life and I haven’t even seen their boobs let alone their lady
garden.
I quickly
put my skirt and top on (I’m still wet, I’m going to be damp all day...) whilst
we engaged in polite conversations about her client who is eating nothing but
cabbage at the moment and that she’s off to the cinema tonight to see Man of
Steel.
I moved
over to the mirror so I could do my hair and makeup and formerly naked lady
(who, I will add, did not even seem the slightest bit damp... Did she even have
a gym session?!). She packed up her bag and headed out, tapping me on the shoulder,
we wished each other a good day, then she said three words that in a normal
context would not have phased me in the slightest...
“See you
tomorrow”
So I guess
I’m going to the gym tomorrow...
Alternative post titles:
*thumbs up*
Naked Gym friend
"I have a huge problem with nudity"
Nudicity
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