Blue Ball

I’d like to say I’m so focused at the gym that I don’t notice what other people are doing, but it’s impossible to avoid looking at the mat area when it’s only a few feet from my treadmill and people are conspicuously stretching. As if the spread legs (in shorts), sweat-wet crotches, and bulbous exposed bellies aren’t enough fodder for disgust, I must witness this one scrawny schlub who looks like he’s fucking the blue Swiss ball — and fucking it badly, with tremendously poor form. If that’s how he moves against plastic, I shudder to imagine him against flesh.