My angst is most relevant in the health club. I work my full-time, stress-loaded job and hit the health club to burn off some stress and blubber. It appears to me that the majority of teens in my health club are not there for any other reason than socialization. And, Lord help us all, there be a female working out with them. A few days ago one of our trainers had to tell one of them to stick his tongue back in his mouth because his drool was getting on the dumbbells. I actually witnessed one of them almost rip his shoulder from its joint because these ladies were working out in front of him. This genius loaded way too much weight on the bar and tried to hoist it up over his head. It was really funny watching that amount of macho becoming that amount of pure, unadulterated embarrassment….especially when one of the ladies kept asking him if he’d hurt himself.

Let’s see….what else? They spend way too much time talking, congregating, and taking up space versus actually working out. This one dude was in the middle of a set and his cell-phone rang. His precious, at-the-moment girlfriend needed to speak to him about something so important that he immediately stopped his workout, planted himself on the bench, and spent the next 10-15 minutes discussing whether or not so-and-so had really been talking trash about her.

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He's 6-5, with the afro 6-9. 4 Million dollars a year sure..but he's worth every penny. PsychJES, he defines grace under pressure.