all of the grunting men were there at the gym today. i was doing my workout regimen, trying to focus upon my breath. But i could not hear myself above the din of grunting, the abrupt exhalation of testosterone.
the women are much more discrete.
and then these hyper-ventilations of perky techno. it through off my rhythm even more, assuming I had a rhythm to even get thrown off.
a big assumption