Ranting Eva is a twenty-something whose ever observant eye hopes to share the daily trials and tribulations of the 21st century, through some downright opinionated rambling on different facets of pop culture.« Monkeys, Grails, and Beautiful People | Main | God Save McQueen … and Burberry too! »
May 1, 2006
Only at the gym
I always manage to watch the most bizarre things at the gym. This past Sunday morning was no exception. As I was pounding away on the treadmill, on my television screen I saw three 40ish white women accompanied by a the typical buff male gym trainer, and was able to ascertain from the mangled closed captioning that they were involved in some new hip form of exercise. Just how hip, I found out quickly enough.
Suddenly, this group of women got into formation and started breaking in down, hip-hop style, the backs of their jackets emblazoned with "Momz-N-Da-Hood." It was rather painful to watch, their movements awkward, hips and booties gyrating clumsily and lacking the sharp precision of expert dancers. I give these women credit as they found this common bond of hip-hop dancing to help them get through their frustrations, and they obviously enjoy themselves immensely. Was it a pleasure to watch as an innocent bystander not so much.
As if that weren't odd enough, I suddenly thought I had entered a parallel universe, where horror of horrors, there existed not one but two Dubya's! A definite "What the @#&*!" moment. Apparently someone thought it would be funny to have the president speaking right next to a presidential impersonator at some major dining engagement. As if listening to one Elmer Fudd, now these poor dinner guests have two.
Ah well, I guess if it weren’t for these little bizarre moments, my trips to the gym would be boring.
Posted by eva on May 1, 2006 8:18 AM
