NEVER Take A Break From the Gym!
It’s almost the end of the first month of 2021. You vowed to never take a break from the gym. You successfully lasted 3 weeks towards your New Year resolution to workout a least X times a day. But now the New Year High is wearing off. The filled gym (Hopefully not actually since it’s Covid) full of motivated Skinnarians alike transitioned back to the dark gloomy road to GainzVille overnight. You carelessly flow through each motion, wondering why you even started. You begin to miss the comfort of your home.
Within thirty minutes, you exit the gym and mourn it the comfort of your car — which is still warm from when you arrived at the gym. You drive home. A dreadful ten minutes. Every traffic light turns red upon your encounter. You peep out your passenger window and see a couple running away to victory. Their physique says “GainzVille is where I’m from and GainzVille is where I stay”. You begin to lose patience.
“Would this light ever turn Green!?!” You yell!
The light remains red. 3 minutes go by, the light still red. There’s not a car in sight. You look to your left and right for oncoming traffic. Nothing. You look at the Traffic light for any street cams or anything in resemblance. Nothing. You check your rearview mirror. Nothing. You make the split decision to run the light.
Sirens go off behind you, forcing you to pull over. If you’re white, you twiddle your thumbs and think about a reasonable excuse for why you ran the light. If you’re black, you pray on and ask the Lord to take care of those you love as this may be your last day on earth. Five minutes go by. MFing pig still hasn’t left their Rat Mobile. You wonder what in the world always takes cops so long to come to the vehicle after pulling you over. He steps out of the vehicle and walks to your car.
“Do you know why I pulled you over?” The cop inquires. You struggle to respond. “Excuse me!”
“Sorry officer, I thought the light was broken.”
The officer chuckles, demands your license, and strolls back to his car. You receive a $100 citation, nearly two months' worth of your gym membership.
“Should’ve gotten planet fitness.” You think to yourself.
After a prolonged thirty minutes, you finally arrive home. No Loved one, no kid, just you. Alone. You open up a box of bonbons and incline on the couch. You turn on the TV and see this:
Never Take a Break From the Gym on the Journey to GainzVille…Ronnie Coleman is watching!
