I have been working out a little more than usual lately, and so far it feels great. I am actually feeling as though I have more stamina and am seeing some sort of results from lifting weights. I try and do my best by lifting, but it has always been hard with my body type. However, I got great advice from Charles and he gave me the inside scoop on his "steroid juice." I don't think I will go that far, but will just stick with good old hard work.
After I worked out I went to a place I have belittled for years, the tanning salon. Scratch that, I'm going to call it the tanning station, because salon sounds like a place I would have to wear a dress to. I am headed to Vegas in three weeks, and in my previous post I lamented about my skin and how it doesn't gain a whole lot of color. So I bit the big one, and bought 50 minutes to tan with. My experience was pretty good, despite having no idea what I was doing.
I signed all the forms and handed over my credit card to the hyper-orange human standing in front of me. I swear to you, this girl was maybe 5 feet, 87 pounds. But her skin looked as though she bathes in Orange Glow (Billy Mays Approved!!!). She asked if I knew what I was doing. I said no and any assistance in the process would be greatly appreciated. It was at that moment that awkwardness joined the conversation. Pure silence from both parties. She smiled, and I smiled, trying to forget about what I just said and how it sounded like I had propositioned her for sexual relations.
She showed me how it works and even turned the radio on for me. I got in and my first thought was that I was doing something I never thought I would do. Everything worked out fine, I cooked for only 5 minutes. She said the usual for a first-timer was 10 minutes. To which I responded that I would not have any skin left if I was in for 10 minutes. All in all it worked out, and I vow never to make fun of people who fake tan ever again. Unless you are orange, in which case you deserve all of the ridicule you get.
You poor Casperesque man. I had to fake bake before Florida and it didn't help, FYI I have darker skin than you, so tan up boy.
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