Gym Pet Peeve

A couple of weeks ago, BGR had a post about Gym Pet Peeves. I commented on that post saying that my gym pet peeve was being on the treadmill next to someone with bad breath. Well, I need to add another one. Tonight I was at the gym. I was supposed to workout this morning but Mr. Sandman had other ideas. Anyway, I'm on the treadmill, struggling through the Week 3 podcast. This is one of the reasons why I hate working out in the evenings. My belly has a day's worth of food in it. I felt heavy and bloated. Jogging was extra difficult. And I had the beginnings of a headache. Halfway through my workout, I get a whiff of a loud smelling perfume/lotion. It was a strong sweet smell, but not in a good way. Every time I inhaled, the odor was in my nose. It was terrible. I tried to ignore it and soldier on but I couldn't. The twinge of my headache started to become a throb. And I think it had to do with the loud perfume/lotion. I looked around trying to find the culprit but had no luck. The old man on the treadmill next to me kept looking at me as if I was the guilty one. I gave him a dirty look and kept on moving. After about 10 minutes, I gave up. I started cooling down. I had to get out of there. My head was throbbing as if the little headache was trying to become a migraine. And I wasn't having it.

You'd think people would use common sense and not douse their body in perfume before entering an enclosed facility that puts you in contact with a lot of people. I wish I knew who that idiot was. I would have given him/her the dirtiest look I could muster. And I'm an expert at giving dirty looks; I learned from the master -my Mama.

I hope to drag my tail out of bed tomorrow morning and hit the gym. I got to make up for my prematurely-ended workout.