Hipster Bingo

If I would have had the Hipster Bingo card with me when I went down Commercial Drive today, I would have got a blackout. Bingo!

This picture has absolutely nothing to do with the post. It’s just a fine looking ass.

Work it

So I’ve gone to the gym. Usually my work outs consist of running outside follows by a mixture of push-ups and sit-ups at home. Went to the Britannia Community Centre nearby and paid money for a daypass. I tried to go last week but was intimidated when I went looked inside and saw a variety of different machines and people who looked like they knew what they were doing.

I started out on the elliptical step-machine thing and did that for about 10 or 15 minutes before I decided I didn’t like it. However, the neat things were all the buttons that you can use to customize your workout by speed or tension. The handlebars also measure your heart-rate and periodically tell to “slow down, motherfucker” or something to the extent.

The treadmills were the shit. It took a bit of getting used to but once I got going I really enjoyed it. They also had the same variety of buttons. I went at speed 7 for about 15 minutes which is pretty good I guess because that motherfucker beside me was only doing speed 5 and the lady who came after him was pretty much walking it at speed 3. You gotta work that ass, bitch!

I dabbled with the weights for a bit but am still a bit unsure on the proper combination and reps for a proper workout. I’m definitely going to get a monthly pass come August.

They were even playing The Beat 94.5 FM. It’s the local Hip-Hop and R&B station I usually listen to while jogging. So I guess that alleviates the need to bring my crappy FM radio. Great.

Work that shit!