Road Rash Chronicles

Hmm, I have to admit that the "high road" is something I am not used to taking.  Piss me off and I am usually quick on the retort.  If you knew my family you would totally understand the training that was required when growing up.  However, today I managed to keep my cool.

Today at the gym, I was practicing some dry-land exercises and some plyo's that Barry and Stephane have us do when I noticed this guy watching me from across the room.  At first I just figured he was wondering what the hell I was doing but after a few minutes I thought I might have a stalker on my hands.  (after all that happens to me all the time)

Anyway, while doing some abductor work and skating stride jumps, he comes up to me.  (for the visual) He was about 5 feet tall weighing MAYBE 140 pounds soaking wet with stick figure arms and legs. 

him:  "hey, I was noticing your skate exercises...do you have abductor problems too?"
me:  "hey there, no but I find it is a good exercise to build up my muscle strength"

him: "ah it must really improve your hockey skating"
me:  "actually I am learning how to speedskate but I am sure it works the same way"

him:  (with hands motioning) "aren't you a bit "big boned" to be a speedskater? " 
me:  "well that is kinda why I am here at the gym"

what I wanted to say...

me:   (with a look of pissed)  "aren't you a bit delicate to play hockey asshole?" 


Afterwards of course, I binged on my salad for lunch and then forced myself to purge it so I could keep my calories down for the day. 

What a bastard.  Big boned!  The nerve.