gym burps are gross

being that this week is supposed to be a little break from running, i decided to hit wareings gym.  that place cracks me up with its old equipment, old building, and mostly old people that go there.  some people looked like they were around my age but they were few and far between.  i felt like i got weird stares from many because i wasn't someone they're used to seeing every day.  all of these people know each other!  it's pretty amazing for fellow committed gym goers, not so much for visitors.  i rowed a little then jumped on a stationary bike for a little more.  the old man next to me was so kind as to burp every few minutes, which was easily smelled and practically tasted by his cycling neighbor, me.  i wanted to throw up.  afterwards, i decided to meander around looking for the typical weights or machines i usually do when one of the family member workers (the same guy that gave me a tour of the place in the beginning) came up to me asking if i'm just there to do random stuff.  i was trying to explain that i was resting from running and he kept egging me on about why i'm there doing what i'm doing so finally i said, sounds like you're trying to go somewhere with this.  next thing i know i'm doing this mini circuit of single leg squats, side lunges, and jumps.  so much for resting my legs.  they were nice and shaky from that treatment.  i have plans to revisit the gym in the morning but i can already feel the aches coming on all over my body.  that's not going to go over so well by 7 a.m. but when i can't run, i have no other choice but to return to that little place.  all in all, it was nice being around people that weren't complaining to me about whatever pain they were having.  it almost made me regret not going more during the past month and a half i've been here... almost, not quite.