Wait loss

I went to the gym induction yesterday and learnt how to use an exercise bike. The "personal trainer" show us around was a real fat fucker to boot. They also have a "spinning class" which is basically group exerise, in a room with a mobile disco, including strobe lighting, chessy music and smoke machines, and an instructor at the front saying, "Go on! Ride faster! I want 3 turns!". I also weighed myself on the scales. 10st. 10 stone. Ten stone? TEN STONE?????? It means i've lost about 3 stone in 5 months. I've not weighed 10st since i was 14-15 years old.

Silent comedy

At the gym, there are also TV screens, with no sound and subtitles. I saw the crime program, showing lots the CCTV footage. At the bottom, the subtitles would just say "THEY SCREAM" as they bash each other, but without sound and the grainy, shakey, black and white CCTV footage, it looked like a Buster Keaton comedy without the custard pies. I giggled as the young chav punched his girlfriend's mother in the face, tittered as a gang of five jumped all over a drunk student and had to stop myself laughing out loud as the asian store owner got held up with a knife before his family started attacking the robber with hockey sticks and baseball bats.

Life if funny, without sound and colour.