Boy at the Gym
I was jogging into school when the day was greeted with a downpour or rather some drizzle at the time, though it was still a few distance from home, I decided to complete my jogging.
With a slow pace, I headed through the school paths, the tarred paths reflected imaginary dark rays which got me wondering about the physical principle behind the mirage.
I was close to a gymnastics center when the intensity of the downpour increased, I would have continued despite the chilly effect the drops sent down my spine but a look at the next shade (gym house), a friend called out to me.
"what are you doing there", I asked.
Favor is an age mate but wasn't with enough flesh, he equally lacked an appreciable height also.
So you see?
Me asking him what he was doing at the gym house was not out of place.
"I am here to gym...", he was still about to complete his statement when I burst out laughing.
"you want to what?", I knew he couldn't even lift a jug of water without sweating but he claims to be there to lift pounds of weight.
I followed him into the gym house and stood back to watch him make fun of himself.
He quickly approached a weight stand and lifted it with ease. I was surprised and utterly bewildered by the boisterous courage and how he continually lifted and pushed the weight up and below his shoulder level.
He stopped and asked me to try.
Without holding back, I held the weight.
If the small favor could do it, then I too can and even better.
I lifted the weight of the hook and the next thing, I saw myself crashing to the floor. I couldn't believe the sight of myself on the floor as I struggled to get up.
Favor laughed his eyes were almost falling off. He was about making more hilarious remarked when I quickly announced to the public that I didn't stand well and that was why I fell.
I stood up immediately after the gym assistant had taken the weight off me and went for the weight again. This time, I was able to lift it but deep down, I was struggling so hard to retain my stand.
I couldn't continue no more, I stared at the entrance and with a quick jolt, I dropped the weight and dashed out. I heard their laughter roaring across the street but I would rather have that than losing my life.
With a slow pace, I headed through the school paths, the tarred paths reflected imaginary dark rays which got me wondering about the physical principle behind the mirage.
I was close to a gymnastics center when the intensity of the downpour increased, I would have continued despite the chilly effect the drops sent down my spine but a look at the next shade (gym house), a friend called out to me.
"what are you doing there", I asked.
Favor is an age mate but wasn't with enough flesh, he equally lacked an appreciable height also.
So you see?
Me asking him what he was doing at the gym house was not out of place.
"I am here to gym...", he was still about to complete his statement when I burst out laughing.
"you want to what?", I knew he couldn't even lift a jug of water without sweating but he claims to be there to lift pounds of weight.
I followed him into the gym house and stood back to watch him make fun of himself.
He quickly approached a weight stand and lifted it with ease. I was surprised and utterly bewildered by the boisterous courage and how he continually lifted and pushed the weight up and below his shoulder level.
He stopped and asked me to try.
Without holding back, I held the weight.
If the small favor could do it, then I too can and even better.
I lifted the weight of the hook and the next thing, I saw myself crashing to the floor. I couldn't believe the sight of myself on the floor as I struggled to get up.
Favor laughed his eyes were almost falling off. He was about making more hilarious remarked when I quickly announced to the public that I didn't stand well and that was why I fell.
I stood up immediately after the gym assistant had taken the weight off me and went for the weight again. This time, I was able to lift it but deep down, I was struggling so hard to retain my stand.
I couldn't continue no more, I stared at the entrance and with a quick jolt, I dropped the weight and dashed out. I heard their laughter roaring across the street but I would rather have that than losing my life.
