Tuesday, May 15, 2012
Naked to the Eye
There are the guys who swing to and fro, nekkid as the day they were born going from locker to shower and back again. I might be one of these guys. Not because I have to show-off, mostly because those towels aren't built for a waist like mine. Sure, that towel will wrap around and tuck-in, until I take two steps, then all is lost.
Since it is all of 45 steps from shower to my locker, why even bother? No worries, I can strategically place a towel in front of me while taking my stroll.
But there are the guys who go nekkid as in a show-off manner. Or seemingly. Maybe they just have a better body image and exude more confidence.
I'm not that guy.
Of course, there are the guys who are shyer but like to "look" at guys. If they exist, most are covert about it. I'm assuming. But there are those few guys who really have no shame. They exist in every locker room.
One guy stands out for me. Two really.
One at the old Larkins Hall at Ohio State. He did nothing but sit in the sauna and "stretch"- right on the floor of the sauna - as if he ever worked out, let alone warmed up, a day in his life. Anyone who ever worked out there knew of this guy - no matter what time you went to the gym. It was creepy. You'd think with all the time he spent in the sauna he'd have sweat away his fat, even if he never lifted a weight. But no, he was portly. ....and I'm being nice.
The second guy is at my current gym. I don't know him, but I know he's gay. That's fine. But he looks a tad bit creepy....and he looks at me. The other day, he made a beeline to the locker room and shower when he thought I was headed that way. I wasn't. I mean, I went to shave my head before I showered, so he was done before I went to bathe. Crisis averted.
Ruckiry (not Jon's boss), I only run into him every few Saturdays, depending on what time I get my fat ass to the gym.
Last Saturday though, I came across a new one. The guy had two towels. One wrapped around his waist, one he carried. He came to the shower area, hung one towel up and kept the towel....for the entire time. Face towards the wall (we don't have individual shower stalls), he washed what he could, and might have opened his towel, washed and closed back up.
That is modesty.
But from a physics perspective, I was perplexed. When my towel is bone dry (hehehehe....I said 'bone'), it doesn't stay on. Add 20lbs of water absorbing directly into said towel, all the while more is cascading onto it, how does it stay on??
After he turned off the water, he walked over to his non-wet towel, dried off what he could and then wrapped dry towel over the wet one then dropped the wet towel from underneath. Pretty sneaky sis!
Of course my first thought was: 'why bother? Shower at home.'
Actually that was my second thought. My first thought was a clip from Scrubs from years ago....that always made me laugh.
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