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Thursday
Apr022009

Curse Peripheral Vision and being too Observant

I've been looking for an indoor basketball court for the longest time that is close by so I can go there and shoot around or play some ball during the work day.  After YEARS of searching, I finally found one at the West 56th street Health and Racquet Club, it's only a half court (actually it's the size of a racquet ball court with the rim mounted on the side, so more of a 1/3 court).  

To add to that, I found out that my firm has a corporate membership so it's cheaper and we also get the week free pass.  

It's been a week of me trying to get over there, but things have been a little crazy here at work (hence the less entries this week), so a coworker of mine and I decided to meet there at 8am this morning.  Alright, if anyone knows me, 8am during the work week is the time when I'm pressing snooze waiting for the 8:30am alarm to go off.  We made a deal that if I wasn't there on time I owe him $20, and he gave me a grace period of ten minutes.  

I guess the me of old came shining through as I was excited to play basketball before.  In my "prime" (damn you know you're old when you say that) I used to wake up 7am during summer vacation and bike 30-45 minutes to play basketball the whole day with my friends.  I wasn't even confident that I was going to make it this morning either, I got home at 11:30pm from the volleyball game last night.  One two different occasions, 5am and 6am I woke up because I was excited to play bball, even if it's just to shoot around.  

Turns out that I made it there at 8:09am!  

Alright, so I haven't been to a gym in over 4 years, meaning the gym with locker rooms and people changing, etc.  So here I was sitting in the locker room putting my things in the locker, I'm not used to having naked people around me ... and when it's men, it's just that much more uncomfortable.  I'm minding my own business and I used to love my peripheral vision and the fact that I observe things that other people don't pick up on, but not today.  I was surrounded by wangs!  As I sat there putting on my sneakers, an older man behind me (who was dressed when I first got there) was but naked!  It was about 5 inches between me and the ridiculously hairy (_|_) and I quickly jumped up when I noticed.  

It was like a bad dream for me (well not really because I never have had any dreams like that)!  Ever try to shut off a sense that you have, but it doesn't work ... that was me today.  All these images are burned into my brain right now, and I'm waiting for them to just go away, so I felt the need to share it with all of you!  There were all sorts of guys there ... an assortment if you will.  From the fit, to the not so fit, from the buff beef cakes, to the whoa what happened!?  There were also a lot of variations from the clean cut, to those who needed a body trimmer and some even lawn mowers.   It was pretty bad.

I tried my best to walk with my face looking up at the ceiling, but again the peripherals were a curse today.  Maybe this is why I never joined a gym?  Because I can't be around naked men!  Geeze, I feel like I have to apologize to my eyes for putting them into that kind of situation ... I'm sorry!

Will I go back?  I think I will ... maybe I'll just try to void the locker room altogether, but I still have to find a way to take a shower.  Some people have no shame!

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