Okay so I’m not afraid of my sexuality, and neither am I homophobic. I’m male and I like the female. And im pretty fucking sure of this. Ask your girlfriend 
Okay that was wrong, but im only joking around here, so don’t take the truth too personally. And if you do, you are a stuckup arse. Okay I didn’t mean that. come back, no please don’t click the X….
Okay, so back to the post..
Ive been going to gym all year. Ive never seen myself as a gymy, gymer or what ever they classify themselves as. I purely go for yoga, a run, swim and the odd 20 minutes in the sauna.
Overtime however, I have become overly distraught as to the commonality of what occurs inside gym changing rooms. Perhaps I was scarred as a kid, I don’t know. But feeling comfortable is not as easy as I have come to believe. An example:
When someone is not looking at someone else’s penis size, or checking out someone else’s ass from behind, they either checking out their own penis size or watching the locker room television, naked.
Its like a dam cult. Throw in some drinks, a pinyada, some spices and perhaps a clown or 2, and you got yourself a full blown scare fest.
Some types one may encounter:
Distant Travelers:
These being the few that purposefully walk down to the far end to pick a locker. Just so they can spend more time walking back and forth, dangling what resembles a ferocious, man-eating, tri-pod type, growth in their crotchel region.
Ass Mongers:
The kind that purposefully turn their back at you, then bend over to dry their feet? I mean WTF!
Lurkers:
Sole purpose is not to work out. Just looking for their next victim. These guys even make the ego buffs uncomfortable.
Holiday makers:
These type completely believe they are, in fact, on holiday. They will bring their toothbrush, razor blades, brill cream, shampoo, soap, dental floss, body lotion, foot cream, even their fucking rubber ducky.
Then there is the sauna. Appropriate measures? Insurance? Do I just walk in close eyed? Everyone in there, seems to sit, legs spread, like a bunch of conjoined mothers giving birth in a rain forest.
I guess like they say, “Being naked amongst a bunch of other guys can be glorious or grueling“. Some people find comfort it in, some find discomfort. Some care, some don’t.
