Gym

I had planned to mummify and divest the cheap "smartphone" this morning. However, I just couldn't bring myself to ride the bus from town to the huge discount electronics store in Iwilei. So, I ended up at the snobbish coffee shop for a cup of expensive coffee. While there, I connected to the free wireless Net "hotspot" and refilled the no-contract service subscription for the cheap "smartphone." At $35 per month, I really need to use the device to the fullest.

The main purpose of my jaunt to town is to exercise at the gym. Yeah, the commute from Waimanalo to Hawai'i Kai, then the bus ride to town, just to go to the gym in town. Even if I only remained in Hawai'i Kai for the day, the purpose would still be the same. Since I really have nothing else to do, or should I say that my options have been steadily diminished for me by oppression or stupidity, the gym is an all-inclusive activity.

I spend about three hours per day at the gym to exercise. I spend about Hottier or so in the weight room. Then, my cardio routine takes about 45 minutes. My shower runs about ten minutes to accomplish a thorough cleaning and exfoliation. Finally, I sit in one of the comfortable chairs adjacent to the front desk for a spell in order to cool off and prepare for the bus jouney back to Hawai'i Kai.WIIncidentally, when I am at the Hawai'i Kai gym, the routine is the same.

The gym is also the drop-off point for my gym bag. If I must be somewhere else for whatever reason, I put my gym bag in a locker and leave to perform those errands with only the necessities on me. The same holds true prior to my visit to the snobbish coffee shop. Of course, in the event that I elect to purchase a homeless motorhome, the gym will bbecome even more crucial to survival. I will have to stop in at least two more times daily daily just to service my hygienic needs.

Naturally, there are young hotties at the gym. That goes without saying. However, they are few and far between. Overall, there are more young hotties at the Hawai'i Kai gym than the one in town. And, the snobbish coffee shop has even more young hotties than either gym. Why is that? Anyway, as an old codger, the number of young hotties who are at the gym is irrelevant. And, when I refer to "young" hotties, I must clarify that even forty-something babes are young in comparison to my geriatric self. Sheesh!

That brings me to my favorite young hottie, a certain 45-year-old fitness and training hottie. Baby resembles the training babe in the picture above insofar as body type is concerned. Unfortunately, baby has not come around. Obviously, I will not be "saved." Woe is me!

No evening outing in Kahala. Cancelled due to bad weather again. I procured dinner at the fast food joint in Hawai'i Kai, the decision of which was skewed to the latter because of the availability of free wireless Net access. Then, I returned to Waimanalo earlier than usual.

By the way, the even cheaper cellphone that I was considering (and even cheaper service plan) was probably not a good deal. The included 60 minutes of "talk" time covers a span of three months. Obviously, the budget service plan is there primarily to provide a stable phone number and voicemail. I will eventually switch to that plan once the final decision about homelessness is in.