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A big thanks to Errey and Stevie at YEAH Magazine. Go check out their website! And buy an issue!
Each issue has a different theme for artists to submit relevant work to. This issue was Rebellion. Here is what I submitted.
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Sunday, 15 August 2010
I used to go to the gym a lot. My housemates still go and tell stories about the clientele. I thought back to when I used to go. It seems there are always those similar people in the gym that fit these descriptions. I have narrowed them down for you.
Number 1- The Duo.
The 2 ripped guys that work out with each other. They wear long sleeved, skin tight lycra tops so you can see every muscle, tendon and vein. They also have a tendency to work out very close to each other. Very close in fact.
Number 2 - The Gazelle.
The woman that looks like she's been running for 16 years and her limbs look like the remains of a KFC meal. She's always at the gym, every time you are. She runs with never decreasing tenacity. Always focused.
Number 3 - New Years Resolution.
The person who has all the kit, probably because they got them as gifts. They find the PowerPlate - A platform that vibrates to benefit a tensed position. The never seem to fully understand that it compliments exercise. Not substitutes it.
Number 4 - The Screamer
This guy lifts too much weight and lets everyone know. Maybe he's set a new record. Maybe not.
Number 5 - The Experimentalist
They seem to hoard all of the equipment to work on an exercise that the rest of the world has never seen.
They also seem to use that exercise to work on one particular muscle. This is also a muscle that the rest of the world never knew about.
I went for a long drive with friends today. A guy in a convertible with the top down passed us. It wasn't sunny either. It wasn't by any means a fancy convertible, but when he overtook us, he looks over with a really smug face. Maybe the smugness is something that happens when owning a convertible of any sort, but I wouldn't know.