EMBARRASSING MOMENTS

I THOUGHT I WOULD REMINISCE ABOUT A TIME WHEN I HAD AN EMBARRASSING MOMENT AT THE GYM. THIS WAS YEARS AGO WHEN I WORKED OUT AT LIFESTYLES. BELIEVE OR NOT I USED TO RUN MILES ,WELL THE MOST I GOT UP TO WAS 6 BUT IT WAS SOMETHING I WAS PROUD OF, NOW I CAN BARELY RUN 20 MIN. THERE WAS A ROW OF TREADMILLS THAT FACED THE FRONT OF THE GYM SO THEY WERE PRETTY OUT IN THE OPEN AND YOU COULD SEE EVERYONE THAT WALKED IN. THE GYM WAS USUALLY CROWDED AND PEOPLE HAD TO WAIT IN LINE FOR THE TREADMILL AT TIMES. THERE WAS THIS HOT GUY THAT I ALWAYS HAD MY EYE ON HE WAS BUFF AND WAS HARDCORE AT WORKING OUT. HE WAS ONE OF THOSE GUYS THAT CARRIED AROUND A GALLON OF WATER WITH THEM AT ALL TIMES AND WORE WRISTSTRAPS, TOTAL FAKEBAKER HE WAS PROB ON ROIDS BUT HOT NONE THE LESS. I WAS WAY TOO SHY TO EVER TALK TO HIM. ANYWAYS I WAS ON THE TREAD RIGHT IN FRONT RUNNIN MY HEART OUT WHEN I SAW THE HOTTIE WALK IN. I THOUGHT I WOULD STEP UP MY GAME AND CRANK UP MY SPEED SO MAYBE HE WOULD NOTICE ME AND MY SVLETE BODY GLIDING ON THE MACHINE. ANY CARDIO I DO I SWEAT LIKE A WHORE IN CHURCH, I MEAN IT DRIPS DOWN MY FACE AND ONTO THE FLOOR. I WAS NEARING THE END OF MY RUN WHEN I NOTICED THE HOTTIE MOTIONING TO ME! I THOUGHT IT LOOKED LIKE HE WANTED ME TO JUMP OFF THE TREAD AND JUMP RIGHT INTO HIS BULGING ARMS BUT COMMON SENSE TOLD ME OTHER WISE. I WAS REALLY SWEATING I COULDNT KEEP UP WITH WIPING IT OFF MY FACE SO I KINDA LICKED MY LIPS ,WHEN I NOTICED A PECULIAR TASTE , I FIGURED IT WAS JUST THE TASTE OF MY SALTY SWEAT. THE HOTTIE WAS STILL STARING BUT I DECIDED TO BE COY AND NOT LOOK BACK AT HIM. EITHER HE WAS REALLY DIGGIN ME OR HE WANTED TO USE THE TREADMILL I WAS ON WHEN I WAS FINISHED EITHER WAY I WAS KINDA SHY. I KEPT WIPING MY FACE WITH MY ARM SINCE I DIDNT HAVE A TOWEL WITH ME, BOY WAS I HAVING A HARD WORK OUT . I DID NOTICE HOWEVER SOME RED MARKS ON MY ARM I THOUGHT IT LOOKED LIKE I HAD CUT MYSELF SOME HOW. I GOT OFF THE TREAD AND AS I PASSED THE HOTTIE I TOLD HIM "ALL YOURS" FIGURING THAT WAS WHAT HE WAS STANDIN THERE FOR. I DECIDED TO GO THE RESTROOM AND FIGURE OUT WHAT WAS ON MY ARM. AS I TURNED THE CORNER TO LOOK INTO THE MIRROR TO MY UNGODLY HORROR I HAD A HUGE BLOOD RED MUSTACHE THAT LOOKED LIKE IT HAD SLID ACROSS MY FACE......I HAD A BLOODY NOSE!!!!! THERE WAS BLOOD ON MY SHIRT,SMEARED ACROSS MY FACE , SOME SPRINKLES ON MY SHORTS AND OF COURSE ON MY ARMS. I HURRIED AND RAN INTO ONE OF THE STALLS SO NO ONE ELSE WOULD WITNESS MY GROTESQUENESS, PLUS I HAD TO STOP IT. I DIDNT WANT TO LEAVE THE STALL IM SURE I MADE A MESS ON THE TREADMILL TOO. AND NOT ONLY HOTTIE BUT IM SURE A BUNCH OF PEOPLE SAW ME AND MY BLOOD MUSTACHE. NEEDLESS TO SAY MY WORKOUT WAS DONE SCREW WEIGHT TRAINING I RAN OUT OF THERE FASTER THEN A MAN ON FIRE. I DID GLANCE TO THE TREADMILL I WAS ON TO SEE IF THE HOTTIE WAS ON IT BUT NO ONE WAS, IT WAS THE ONLY ONE NOT BEING USED. I THINK THAT WAS THE CAUSE TO AT LEAST ONE OF MY MANY WORK OUT DEMISES.