alright hello everyone and welcome back to another blog post. first of all i would like to give one last thought to jamal. jamal i loved you very much and im so sorry what happened to you. i have yet to forgive myself and i know i will always remember you and your playful attitude. you will not be forgotten. please lets all have a moment of silence and remember him for all the wonderful memories we had.
thank you
ok everybody so today i want to talk to you about jim from the gym. jim is a 74 year old man who i would occasionally see at the store i work at when i first started there. that was when i was a meat man and when i would close down the shop at night i would see him and he would for some reason he was much much more friendly than most people. he would always give me a big smile and a 'how are you today' and tell me i was doing a good job and stuff. so i really only saw him like less than 10 times over the year i was closing the shop most nights of the week. then around that time i started going to the gym, because i was particularly scrawny and i had no idea. i was 140 lbs at 6'2. i was always overweight as a kid and teen. so i couldn't see myself as being too small or anything and it wasn't until people at the store kept constantly telling me how small i was that i started to realize. maybe i should have realized when i was 6'2 and size small t shirts were huge on me, but i digress.
anyways i started lifting and about a month or 2 into going i saw him there. he goes '😲well how are yooouuuuu doing today' and i got into a short conversation with him about me being new there and stuff. well for about the next year after that i only saw him very rarely at the store, and never again at the gym. whenever he would see me at the store hed stop to talk to me about how his workouts are going. but then one fateful day i saw him at the store and he asked me a question ' hey what size shirt do you wear' and i said well i can wear a medium or a large. nowadays i only can wear large. but he says 'alright well my friend who owns a gym out on the coast sent me a tanktop but i cant wear it, ill give it to you. what time are you going to the gym today'. so i didnt really want it but i told him when i would be there.
so i get to the gym and hes on the stationary bike talking to someone, and i go to the changing room. as im in there i hear a knock on the door and he opens it to give me the tank. by this point i already had my t shirt i was going to workout in on. but he wants me to try it on😳 and im like... ok i can try it on i guess. and so i wait for him to turn around to walk out to try it on. and as soon as my shirt comes off he turns back around and watches me put it on. i didnt like that but oh well. i accept the shirt and we go our separate ways to exercise. at least for a couple minutes until he comes back over with another tanktop and he says he doesnt like the way it feels. so hed be happy if i took it off his hands. im like oh ok um i guess. he says 'great! come on to the locker room and try it on'. so i followed him to the locker room and he shut the door behind us and watched as i changed from one tank he gave me to the other. then he pulls out a pair of shorts and tells me he only wore them once but he did not like them so he wants me to have them. so i said umm umm i dont know but after he kept telling me to take it i accepted. he did ask me to try them on but i said no thanks, at the time i only wore sweat pants when lifting but now i do tend to wear shorts. again we start exercising separately and then he starts giving me pointers for some reason, even though at this point i had been going for a year and had found a routine that was working pretty well for me. but he stayed with me and kept telling me what to do and how to do it better. until eventually he started telling me to just to watch him, and to feel his muscles while he excercised. and i did it. i remember one of the main ones was a upper thigh thing. so i had to feel it. and then he told me to do the exercise and he felt mine. i was very uncomfortable but i am very not want to make someone mad at me and i just did it. then he made me do stuff like that for an hour, until eventually he was done with me and told me that before i left he needed me to take pictures of him to send his trainer. i say alright thats fine and he gives me his phone camera and strips down to his very tight underwear and starts posing. i take several pictures and i see things i did not want see. then he finally says thats enough pics and i want to go home asap. but he says to me i should have pics taken of me and if i wanted some he would take them. i said no thank you and got home and just thought how weird that was and i was glad the day was over, how naive of me to think this was the last i would see of jim.
people the story has yet to begin. this part of the blog is just to set up for the next blog which will be the real main course. expect to see it soon. alright thank you for reading and please come back for the next part please and thank you. be safe everybody