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I tend to see the same people at the gym whenever I go. It doesn't really matter when I go, either. Somehow there are certain people with whom I share a sort of inner "gym clock." Anyway, I'd never seen this certain friend of mine at the gym. We don't actually just happen upon each other around town. It's either in class or on a planned outing. It's pretty safe to say that I'd never seen him in my grubby (well, I don't think they're that grubby, actually. I wear them around on a regular basis) gym clothes. So, maybe that's his excuse.

"Excuse for what," you say.

I'll tell you. But be patient. What is about to be said warrants much background information.

I walked in to the gym to see my friend talking to some cute, skinny (this is an important detail, and yes, I noticed) Chinese girl who was sort of working there. He glanced over and I waved so he came over to say hello. I was getting my card swiped so I was sort of distracted:

Me: Hey, I was about to call you. Well, not this second, cause I'm at the gym. But, I've been generally meaning to.

Him: Cool. When did you get back?

Me: (feeling a tad bit guilty) Friday. Late.

[You may want to sit down for this one]

Him: Nice. Did you put on some pounds over break?

Me: (uncomfortable laugh) Uh, really? I don't think I did. (looking down at my soaked sweatshirt) Well, maybe. Uh, it's raining pretty hard outside. Maybe it's the water.

Him: (chuckling as if to show disbelief) Yeah, maybe the water's dragging you down.

Me:(quickly changing subjects) So, are you going to play basketball? The gymnasium looks closed.

Him: Yeah. Where are you going?

Me: Upstairs.

Him: See you around.

That just doesn't seem right, I don't think. I mean, he's not my best friend. Or my mom. Not that either of those people would likely comment about an increase or decrease in my reserves.

I may or may not have put on some pounds over break, but can one really tell that sort of thing? I mean it's only been 2 weeks. Is that even possible? Of course, now, I'm going to think about this for a long time. Of all people to say that sort of thing to. For one, I'm a girl. Come on. Plus, I'm me. I don't like to mess around that sort of thing. He must not know me at all.

I think I'd be equally bothered if this had been a girl telling me this, but that he's a guy puts a whole different spin on the matter. Is this what guys think when they see me (rhetorical question people, really. No reply required). I guess this isn't something I really need to bother myself with. But you know I'm going to. I know I shouldn't worry about his comment--the fact that he would think that is one thing and isn't all that terrible, but to say it out loud to my face is just bizarre.

I guess the ridiculousness of this is just so great that it's possible that he was just teasing me. Yeah that's it. It was just all a joke. Ha ha. Ha ha.

Time for dinner.
(Ironic, isn't it?)