First of all, let's get one thing clear. Pay attention to your body. When you are working out at the gym and something starts to really hurt, and your body says, "Perhaps now is a good time to stop..", then perhaps you should listen. I have a bit of a problem with knowing when to quit. Especially when I am working out, and am in the middle of a set. If I set out to do 12 reps, then be damned I am going to do all 12 reps. This is when you need to pay attention to your body and know your limits. Take tonight for example. I was doing a seated curl at a Hammer-Strength preacher station, and my left bicep started to hurt. And it wasn't hurting in a good way. I was on my third set, and on about 7 out of 12 reps when suddenly I felt something tear deep inside the bottom portion of my bicep. Immediately I started to drop the curl bar, but then ended up squeezing just at the bottom and over-extended my bicep. Basically, my arm bent too much at the elbow and sort of bent in the wrong direction for a brief moment.
Now hear is where my stubbornness plays in. At this point, I had this deep tearing sensation that went down my entire bicep and into the majority of my forearm. It hurt pretty bad, and felt even worse if I just let my arm hang at my side. I should have stopped, and been done with it at that point. Stubbornness prevailed, and I continued on, as I still had 2 more tricep and 1 more bicep exercise to complete. I tried to justify continuing on by rationalizing that perhaps I just needed to stretch it out and keep it moving to keep it loose. This was not the case. Now it seems to hurt even worse. Imagine that.
So what does witch hazel have to do with any of this you may ask? I will get to that.
After leaving the gym, I was thinking that a nice hot shower with the hot water running on my arm would feel fantastic. That's when I remembered that I needed to swing by the store to get some more soap, and perhaps some new face wash. Adult acne decided to pay me a visit, and I have had a couple random pimples pop up this last week. As much as I enjoy looking like I'm High School kid with a beard at 31 years old, I decided that I should get a new face wash.
I popped in to the store, and started to collect what I needed. When I came to the skin care section, I had no idea what I should get. I stood there like an idiot and checked out some of the different options. Finally I settled on getting an astringent of some sorts. I had just a few options. For who knows what reason, I ended up grabbing Witch Hazel, as it was a more or less natural astringent that claimed to not cause dryness, as well as being safe to use with all skin types. That seemed good enough for me, so I walked back to the front of the store to check out. Lucky enough for me, the shortest line also was occupied by a cute checkout girl. I made the obvious choice, and strolled up to make my purchase.
Dove Men's Care Bar Soap. Q-tips. Witch Hazel.
Cute Checkout Girl started to ring up my stuff after giving me a brief smile, but then stopped with the Witch Hazel. She held it for a few seconds, then started to read the bottle. "Witch Hazel, huh? What is this for?" Then looked up at my face inquisitively.
"Apparently it's an astringent......for washing your face." I replied.
Then she looked up at my face, and her eyes searched around my beard for some signs of acne. I could feel my face turning red.
"Have you used it before?" She asked me without cracking a smile.
"Nope." I blurted out, feeling a little bit embarrassed.
"Do you think it will work?" She asked again with a concerned look now.
"I guess we'll find out. Perhaps I'll come back next week and you can tell me if you see any improvement." I kind of laughed after saying this, as I was being sarcastic. I hurried and swiped my debit card, and then she smiled awkwardly and put the stupid bottle of witch hazel in the bag with the soap and Q-tips. I gave what had to have been the most awkward smirk of a smile, and then rolled my eyes. She laughed and then handed me my receipt and bag, and stammered out, "Well I guess I'll see you next week then.."
And smiled.
And that my friends, is exactly how you do NOT get a girls number.
The End.
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