Follow me for a minute here...

So I don't look at myself in the mirror and say, "Wow, I'm odd!" I actually think my way of thinking can be a little...o.k. a lot odd...here's what I'm talking about:

So I went to the gym as usual this morning. I look awful when I go to the gym. I think I've told you this before. Nothing matches and quite frankly I look like a bull dyke. That's o.k. with me though because I'm not there to impress anyone but myself. I'm there to get down and dirty and fucking sweaty as hell. Now don't get me wrong...I would like to look like the other women I see there. They are all very well kept and look like they aren't even perspiring. I don't think I've seen but one girl really kicking ass and sweating up a storm...but anyway...I digress...

I see guys checking out all of these hot women. They glance in my direction, but I'm not worthy of there glances apparently. So here's what I noticed...yes I know it takes me forever to get to the fucking point...when I have finished my workout people are straight up staring at my ass. Women, men, animals...they are all staring. It took me a while to convince myself that they were actually staring at me...but they are. Here's why....I have a sweat ring down to the waist of my shorts. I think sweating at the gym is sexy. Sexy? you say...well sweating=equals passion and commitment to my workout and lets face it someone with hardcore dedication= a certain kind of respect (in the gym at least). So I may not be the usual definition of sexy, but I like to think that when I get off my bike, treadmill, or whatever...people respect the fact that I'm dedicated, hard core, and not there to look like a fucking adidas ad. Behemoth women of the world unite!

P.S. I think I broke my hand patting myself on the back.