Sorry for the explanative, but this story deserves it. This has to qualify as the most EMBARRASSING moment of all times. Oh my! My face is still red. You're gonna die...
So I'm at the gym. I'm there by myself, which doesn't happen very often, but it was Sunday evening and everyone else was evidently keeping the sabbath day holy. I'm just a going on the TREADCLIMBER. Having a great time. The fan is blowing on me, I'm watching this way good movie. I turn the speed up and am about 2/3 done with my workout.
These two GUYS come - oh I don't know how old - I'd say late twentys maybe. I don't know, I'm really trying to forget what they looked like. Haha! So they walk in and are FLEXING their muscles in the mirror. I kinda giggle at them, cus I can see them because there are mirrors every where. They go over to the weights and start working out. Well as for me, I decide I need to run blow my nose cus its running and that's frustrating cus ya can't breathe and stuff with dripping going on.
So... I go to step off the treadclimber and guess what happens. The tread literally grabs my pants and SUCKS THEM IN. You are right. PULLS THEM RIGHT OFF and around my ankles. I am not kidding you. By the time the automatic shutoff turns off, my pants are inside the treadmill, except for the part that has my feet STRANGLED and tied to to the treadmill. My exact words were... you guessed it... 'Oh my hell'.
So the guys look up and there I am STRIPPED of my pants and stuck to the treadmill. You can see the look of 'Oh my hell' in this guys eyes. I'm sure he was trying to decide if he should come help me, or turn around cus there I am flippin without my pants. Well of course I have sat down, trying to get a little bit of privacy in the moment, but I can't move. Both of my legs are LASSOED together at the base of the treadmill. This poor poor guy comes over and tries to pull my pants out, but there really isn't much of them there to work with. He asks me if I can get my foot out of the leg of my pants (I don't usually have guys asking me to take my pants off :) ). Honestly, they are so tight I CAN'T MOVE. So I say maybe if we take my shoe off. So yes, that's what I do. Take my shoes off, get my feet out of my pants. Then he is able to grab the tread and pull it backwards and twala! there's my pants.
The POOR DUDE just stands up and walks back to work out. Now, what do you say in that situation? Hey - thanks alot dude! Oh my oh my oh my! So I pretty much get my pants right side out, stand up and put them on, put on my shoes and GET THE HECK OUTTA THERE. I was just giggling as I died of embarrassment. Those two guys just kept right on lifting those weights, like nothing happened. At least until I walked out the door. Then I bet they absolutely ROLLED ON THE FLOOR. Can you imagine anything like that every happening? Oh my heck!
If you don't believe it was really that bad, I have my pants to prove it. They have holes burnt in them clear up to the hips. Serious!
Well, the gym has 24 hour surveillance. I'm sure you can catch my episode on youtube - it's probably on there already. And you can be proud to say "Hey I know her!"
P.S. So sorry no pictures on this post. HaHaHaHa!!!
Sunday, April 13, 2008
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