I don’t shower at the gym and therefore have no reason to change out of my shorts and tshirt, but most women there do. And then they hang out, naked, and talk/put on makeup/check themselves out (and who can really blame them? These chicks are hot). But I’ve remained fully clothed. However, with the impending banya visit in mind (more about that later), I’ve been slow

But today, after a particularly brutal workout, I knew it was time to take advantage of the sauna. Meaning that this was it — the moment we’ve all been waiting for — time to Go Big or Go Gnome.
Fixing my eyes on the locker in front of me, I took off first my top, then my bottoms. There! Naked. I looked around to see if anyone had noticed this incredible feat. No one seemed particularly concerned. Turns out being naked in a women’s locker room is something like going to the gyno: you know you’re naked; she knows you’re naked; yet you both carry on as normal. Interesting.
What they did notice, however, is that I had no sandals. Russians tend to be a bit

*Interestingly, while searching Google images for this photo, I stumbled across a website that sells, among other things, beard covers and body bags.
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