Today, nice and early in the morning i was running on the tread mill and decided to take a drink break and took my feet off the treadmill.... Little did i remember that the treadmill was still on, when i stepped on it i flew back and landed on my ass on the floor.
I don't have one of those fancy iPod arm straps for running, so I usually set it in the center tray of te treadmill. Well, the more tired I get, the more my arms flail. They flailed, knocked the iPod cord, send it it straight down onto the treads.... It flew into the window behind me, right past someone on a stationary bike. I turned my head to look at it, and forgot that the cap was off my water. It spilled onto the treads and sprayed the floor.
I then took off my clothes. The public nudity embarrassment made me feel better about the other two pains.
I tried to use the damn Nordic Track once and didn't realize that the hip pad wasn't all the way tight to the frame. So I start flailing about on this thing and the whole damn thing that supports the hip pad and pulley system for the upper body comes off and goes crashing to the floor, sending me right along with it and a magazine that some fool had left on the holder flying up into the air. My headphones went flying as did my Walkman and what I said, even loosely translated (before I caught myself) would have made General Patton blush.
I love a good train wreck as much as the next guy but not when I am the engineer.
Benching by myself and the bar got stuck...had to wiggle it off of me. Good thing I didn't bench that much, could have been really hurt. Since then, I usually stick to chest exercises with free weights. I hate having a workout partner. It's just distracting and I end up socializing instead of doing anything.
My workout was so intense that I had to throw up. I couldn't make it to the restroom. So I just did it in a corner. The staff was nice, but I can't say I wasn't embarrassed, hahahaha..
I was unloading the bar after squating 315 lbs. I was totally lost in thought and removed ALL the 45 lb plates from oneside only. The half-loaded bar fell to the ground and flung across the room. Luckly noone was near because it could had serious hurt someone. Also, lucky the bar only hit the rubber floor avoiding any other damage. I was so embarrassed I quickly put the bar back and left. I didn't go back to that gym for a couple weeks after that.
I was listening to my music in the college gym (UW-Madison, land of meat-heads), and there was a guy in sweatpants and a camo tank top who had very sharp features ... one of those faces where you're not sure if he would be really cute up close or not at all (his body was super hot, though).
So my music is blasting, and I'm walking through the machines not paying attention, looking down, and this guy and I accidentally walk right into each other. I take a sec and look up, realizing it's him, and think to myself, "CUTE."
Then I realize ... that internal monologue ... not so internal. I'd actually said, "cute" out loud. Looking right at him. He gave me this puzzled look, and all I could do was sit down on nearest available bench, and let him pass while I stare at the floor. He kept staring at me for the rest of the workout, but I was too mortified to figure out if it was in interest or total disgust. Lol.
Ahh, youth. If I was anywhere near as shameless as I've become since moving to California, I probably would have asked for his number.
I once farted in the lavatory. It was the most mortifying thing ever. I feel terrible just typing it. I kept my head down that entire week, and kept wondering who heard it. I'm a fairly clumsy person in general, so the things others have said do not seem as bad. I'm heading out there now... and I'm doing legs... thanks.
I go to Lifetime...and it was around 6:00 p.m. which means the place was packed, and I tripped going up the stairs...everyone in the whole gym turned around and stared. Not too embarrassing, but still.
I was in a tank top and these small nylon running shorts, had finished my cardio and started my bench routing and had a hard on that wouldnt quit. Was about 30 feet away from where I left my towel on the treadmill and had to walk across the room with a boner.
My list is long.. here are a couple of the top ones...
I was about to do hanging leg lifts on the squat rack... put my arms in the straps and lift my legs up smaking the bar... smashed both my shins and knocked bar to the floor. It made a loud noise so everyone looked in time to see the blood running down my legs.
I was in the tanning booth listening to Ipod. So with it running and the Ipod playing I could not here it thunder. So happens Desaprado came on.. and evidentally I was singing along.....quite loudly I now know. When I came out there was a crowd waiting with applause...hahahaha... (by the way I can't sing!!!)
During a deep and heavy squat session, on my last rep, this long bit of drool snuck out and hung there. It was pretty long. My P.T. was laughing! Bloody dickhead. LOL! Cheers, Keith
Diffident_Sunshine saidI once farted in the lavatory. It was the most mortifying thing ever. I feel terrible just typing it. I kept my head down that entire week, and kept wondering who heard it. I'm a fairly clumsy person in general, so the things others have said do not seem as bad. I'm heading out there now... and I'm doing legs... thanks.
Best to do it in a lavatory than on the exercise floor.
I was doing leg presses with my trainer, and ripped out a loud one.
The guys around me working out and my trainer were cool about it. I said excuse me and no one addressed it.
If they had, I would have used Amy Poehler's one legged "Amber".
"Yeah, I farted! Jealous?"
I think we've all been there at one time or another.
Treadmill again...they are sneaky! I tripped and fell off...it must have looked pretty dramatic given the number of people who rushed over to make sure I wasn't dead.
In yoga class yesterday it was all I could do not to laugh...this older very prim and proper looking lady ripped a big old fart in one of the postures...fortunately for her everybody played like it never happened!
I was taking a dance class at Crunch after abs and before spin. I had injured myself snowboarding the week before and had hurt my back pretty badly. I thought I would be ok and went to class anyway having made it through abs without a spasm.
So I'm in dance class, the move was something like a crescent kick, spin, drop, kick up, grape vine, blah, blah, blah...
I got to the kick, spin & drop and collapsed on the floor with my back spasming in wretched pain. I was literally on my side writhing... my class is kinda competitive and the hilarious (in hindsight) part is that everyone kept dancing and sort of danced around my writhing figure... I was hip house road kill.
I literally crawled out of class, no one in class ever mentioned it happening.... thank god.
ANATOMY saidMy list is long.. here are a couple of the top ones...
I was about to do hanging leg lifts on the squat rack... put my arms in the straps and lift my legs up smaking the bar... smashed both my shins and knocked bar to the floor. It made a loud noise so everyone looked in time to see the blood running down my legs.
I was in the tanning booth listening to Ipod. So with it running and the Ipod playing I could not here it thunder. So happens Desaprado came on.. and evidentally I was singing along.....quite loudly I now know. When I came out there was a crowd waiting with applause...hahahaha... (by the way I can't sing!!!)
But you look pretty and in the end thats whats really important !!!
over_and_over saidI was taking a dance class at Crunch after abs and before spin. I had injured myself snowboarding the week before and had hurt my back pretty badly. I thought I would be ok and went to class anyway having made it through abs without a spasm.
So I'm in dance class, the move was something like a crescent kick, spin, drop, kick up, grape vine, blah, blah, blah...
I got to the kick, spin & drop and collapsed on the floor with my back spasming in wretched pain. I was literally on my side writhing... my class is kinda competitive and the hilarious (in hindsight) part is that everyone kept dancing and sort of danced around my writhing figure... I was hip house road kill.
I literally crawled out of class, no one in class ever mentioned it happening.... thank god.
I was in a performance group, and for one of the entrances, we ran on with our hands straight above our heads. I was towards the back, tripped and fell, but because my hands were up, I couldn't catch myself. So I landed directly onto my knees on a tile floor. I couldn't use my legs, and because I was in the back, everyone kept dancing around me because they couldn't see me.
I had to James Caan Misery style drag myself with my useless legs backwards to avoid getting trampled. Then I realize how funny it must look, so I'm laughing hysterically. When the people finally notice that I'm laying in a heap at the back of the stage, I'm in tears, but they can't tell it's because I'm laughing. They screamed to stop rehearsal, and kept trying to ask me what was wrong, but I couldn't talk ... sobbing, crying, snotting, uncontrollable laughter. Took them a good minute of being scared shitless before I could manage to calm down enough to tell them I wasn't seriously hurt.
I tend to do my workouts on the weekend at the YMCA right before closing (which is 7:00 p.m.). Back in June, I had rushed in to get a shower fast since I was sweating so much. When I came out, a couple of the trainers and the manager were waiting for me, "Chris we want to go home now, do we have to help you get dressed"?
In the case of one of them, the answer might not be what they expected.
I tend to be super careful at the gym for the very reason that I dont want to make a huge ass of myself.
But one day I decided to torture myself and do some cardio on an elliptical machine we have.... when I do any cardio... my goal quickly changes mid session from endurance building to sprinting (lets get this over with).... well... there I was, going damn fast like a mouse on an exercise wheel, iPhone (which I use for the itunes) headphones swaying back and forth.... with my iPhone resting between the handle bars on the little tray... well somehow the headphone cord caught the handlebars, quickly sending the phone flying across the room, and my immediate reaction was to loudly say, "SHIT!!!" and of course 5 people look over at me as I am trying to untangle myself from the machine and then look for my phone...
I was doing circuit training in an aerobics class and was at the station where your partner holds a resistance band around you while you run as hard as you can.
Well the band slipped out my partners hand and I went flying and couldn't stop myself and ended up running through the wall on the other side of the room. The aerobics instructor was laughing so hard she literally pissed herself and had to stop the class. I didnt come back for a good week or so after that >_>
When doing decline bench press one day, without someone spotting me, I was going heavier that I should and tried to squeeze out one too many reps. When trying to put the bar back, I missed one cleat and one side of the bar fell to the floor. The now-angled bar hit me in the forehead and dumped all the weights from one side onto the floor with a tremendous crash. Several people ran over to see if I was okay. At that point I did the only thing I could do which was to crawl out from under the bar, spring to my feet and announce "I'm okay, I'm alright"... with blood trickling down my forehead. What made this even worse is that it happened in Afghanistan and I was surrounded mostly by Army Rangers in the gym that day.
I'm a clutz so dropping anything is nothin embarassing to me. Slipping and falling on my ass walking to the guys locker room, ben there done that nothing new. I don't embarrass easily, i've adapted.
My roommate gives me an mp3 player that i love. Probably more of a lust but either way, i love it. So, one fine day on the treadmil using my new mp3 player, it drops off the water rest thingy, i reach to grab it, being a natural clutz, but i miss and it dangles at my feet for a second, i recoil from my grab and fall backwards on my ass, which hurt really bad, then flung off the treadmill, still not embarassed until i shout
"fucking shit" cause it hurt. I stand up, trip forward, balance myself while rubbing my ass. Not till after did i realize people staring at me rubbing my ass. I started busting up laughing, and walked away. I haven't been back to that gym since. >.>
Hit on a guy that turned out to be a chick. Back when I was a top, I liked those small-framed, elfin boys, and she was a very pretty boy for a lesbian...
FierceEyes saidI was in a performance group, and for one of the entrances, we ran on with our hands straight above our heads. I was towards the back, tripped and fell, but because my hands were up, I couldn't catch myself. So I landed directly onto my knees on a tile floor. I couldn't use my legs, and because I was in the back, everyone kept dancing around me because they couldn't see me.
I had to James Caan Misery style drag myself with my useless legs backwards to avoid getting trampled. Then I realize how funny it must look, so I'm laughing hysterically. When the people finally notice that I'm laying in a heap at the back of the stage, I'm in tears, but they can't tell it's because I'm laughing. They screamed to stop rehearsal, and kept trying to ask me what was wrong, but I couldn't talk ... sobbing, crying, snotting, uncontrollable laughter. Took them a good minute of being scared shitless before I could manage to calm down enough to tell them I wasn't seriously hurt.
I was in so much pain at the time I didn't think it was too funny, but when I reflect on it I seriously crack up. When I think about how it must have looked I know if I were to see a video of it I'd die laughing. Fortunately I have no shame so a little humiliation is no biggie.
Had been doing squats wearing soccer shorts with boxers on underneath. Realized weeks later that each time I squatted down, the head of my dick stuck out. Had been focusing on my form and looking straight ahead in the mirror and one day looked down. Cant imagine how many people saw it!
I dropped a 20 lb weight on my foot and I started crying and all the Really big buff guys were staring at me on the floor and one of them picked me up and took me to a bench and asked me if it was my first time in the weight room. He was really cute too I was on crutches for a few months and when I went back to the gym I saw the guy there and he looked at me and started laughing but we talk all the time and he helps me out sometimes with workouts and I useually have to bust a nut when i get home b/c he's fucking hot!
Space_Cowboy_89 saidI dropped a 20 lb weight on my foot and I started crying and all the Really big buff guys were staring at me on the floor and one of them picked me up and took me to a bench and asked me if it was my first time in the weight room. He was really cute too I was on crutches for a few months and when I went back to the gym I saw the guy there and he looked at me and started laughing but we talk all the time and he helps me out sometimes with workouts and I useually have to bust a nut when i get home b/c he's fucking hot!
Space_Cowboy_89 saidI dropped a 20 lb weight on my foot and I started crying and all the Really big buff guys were staring at me on the floor and one of them picked me up and took me to a bench and asked me if it was my first time in the weight room. He was really cute too I was on crutches for a few months and when I went back to the gym I saw the guy there and he looked at me and started laughing but we talk all the time and he helps me out sometimes with workouts and I useually have to bust a nut when i get home b/c he's fucking hot!
Space_Cowboy_89 saidI dropped a 20 lb weight on my foot and I started crying and all the Really big buff guys were staring at me on the floor and one of them picked me up and took me to a bench and asked me if it was my first time in the weight room. He was really cute too I was on crutches for a few months and when I went back to the gym I saw the guy there and he looked at me and started laughing but we talk all the time and he helps me out sometimes with workouts and I useually have to bust a nut when i get home b/c he's fucking hot!
OMG I think that might be the best!! LOL
i think that's cute lol
Hmm... I think it's time to drop a 45lb'r on my foot to see what I can pick up! hehehehhe
Not so much embarassing, but there is this guy that I always see at the gym that I think is really attractive, and he also happens to work there. Well, I got out of the shower and I had my towel and I went to go get a drink of water. As I was drinking out of the fountain, my towel started to fall, so as I was turning around, I opened up the towel to re-wrap. Little did I know, that guy was standing behind me and I opened my towel and fell on him, practically pushing my balls onto his leg. I can't tell if he liked it or not - he kinda helped me re-gain my balance and said "It's all good, man" or something like that.
I see him almost every night, and I catch him stealing glimpses of me every once in awhile.. We will see where it leads.
Space_Cowboy_89 saidI dropped a 20 lb weight on my foot and I started crying and all the Really big buff guys were staring at me on the floor and one of them picked me up and took me to a bench and asked me if it was my first time in the weight room. He was really cute too I was on crutches for a few months and when I went back to the gym I saw the guy there and he looked at me and started laughing but we talk all the time and he helps me out sometimes with workouts and I useually have to bust a nut when i get home b/c he's fucking hot!
OMG I think that might be the best!! LOL
i think that's cute lol
Hmm... I think it's time to drop a 45lb'r on my foot to see what I can pick up! hehehehhe
Believe me really not worth it! IT HURTS LIKE A MOTHER FUCKER!! Even tho talking to the sweaty buff guy that gets me hard is really fun haha. I think he knows I like him tho haha.
FierceEyes saidI was listening to my music in the college gym (UW-Madison, land of meat-heads), and there was a guy in sweatpants and a camo tank top who had very sharp features ... one of those faces where you're not sure if he would be really cute up close or not at all (his body was super hot, though).
So my music is blasting, and I'm walking through the machines not paying attention, looking down, and this guy and I accidentally walk right into each other. I take a sec and look up, realizing it's him, and think to myself, "CUTE."
Then I realize ... that internal monologue ... not so internal. I'd actually said, "cute" out loud. Looking right at him. He gave me this puzzled look, and all I could do was sit down on nearest available bench, and let him pass while I stare at the floor. He kept staring at me for the rest of the workout, but I was too mortified to figure out if it was in interest or total disgust. Lol.
Ahh, youth. If I was anywhere near as shameless as I've become since moving to California, I probably would have asked for his number.
jeepgazer saidWhen doing decline bench press one day, without someone spotting me, I was going heavier that I should and tried to squeeze out one too many reps. When trying to put the bar back, I missed one cleat and one side of the bar fell to the floor. The now-angled bar hit me in the forehead and dumped all the weights from one side onto the floor with a tremendous crash. Several people ran over to see if I was okay. At that point I did the only thing I could do which was to crawl out from under the bar, spring to my feet and announce "I'm okay, I'm alright"... with blood trickling down my forehead. What made this even worse is that it happened in Afghanistan and I was surrounded mostly by Army Rangers in the gym that day.
OOoooooH dude no way and I know rangers that totally still talk about that day. I hope you were okay though.
One of my overweight friends had a bitch fit at me because I was warming up on an elliptical for an hour before I started weights. He was tired and ready to go at that point. I had to deal with his screaming and flailing of arms for about ten minutes before I decided it wasn't worth it and left in shame.
haha, now i dont feel as bad telling a few more of my "gym bloopers"
1. Was doing declined bench press, felt good doing them cause i increased my weights. After i finished put up the bar, i sat up and smoked myself in the head, could here a "PONG" in the gym.
2. Was doing squats and heard a rip
3. Was doing ab ball workout slipped off the ball, as it shot backwards it hit a rack and knocked down a bunch of equipment
4. Was working out with a buddy passing the medicine ball then saw a hot guy, and wasnt paying attention and the medicine ball nailed me in the crotch.
5. At night after showering i realized that i locked myself out of my locker, waiting about 15mins and nobody comming to my rescue i braved the lobby in my red towel to the desk and see if they could break the lock open.
Its sad when all the staff members recognize you and just wait for the spur of the moment to catch it on camera lol..... I love my gym
Diffident_Sunshine saidI once farted in the lavatory. It was the most mortifying thing ever. I feel terrible just typing it. I kept my head down that entire week, and kept wondering who heard it. I'm a fairly clumsy person in general, so the things others have said do not seem as bad. I'm heading out there now... and I'm doing legs... thanks.
Best to do it in a lavatory than on the exercise floor.
I was doing leg presses with my trainer, and ripped out a loud one.
The guys around me working out and my trainer were cool about it. I said excuse me and no one addressed it.
If they had, I would have used Amy Poehler's one legged "Amber".
"Yeah, I farted! Jealous?"
I think we've all been there at one time or another.
jeepgazer saidWhen doing decline bench press one day, without someone spotting me, I was going heavier that I should and tried to squeeze out one too many reps. When trying to put the bar back, I missed one cleat and one side of the bar fell to the floor. The now-angled bar hit me in the forehead and dumped all the weights from one side onto the floor with a tremendous crash. Several people ran over to see if I was okay. At that point I did the only thing I could do which was to crawl out from under the bar, spring to my feet and announce "I'm okay, I'm alright"... with blood trickling down my forehead. What made this even worse is that it happened in Afghanistan and I was surrounded mostly by Army Rangers in the gym that day.
OOoooooH dude no way and I know rangers that totally still talk about that day. I hope you were okay though.
Thanks Space_Cowboy_89, I was just fine except for a nasty scab on my forehead and slightly bruised pride. I seriously hope they don't still talk about that day.
Mine too is a treadmill story. I saw a friend on the treadmill and thought Id be funny. I snuck up behind her and attempted to jump onto the moving treadmill, thinking I could "run in step behind her".
Yeah... not very bright. SLAM!
But for what its worth, she and everyone else in the cardio room, got a laugh. At my expense, but now that I think of it.. did I not achieve the goal?
jeepgazer saidWhen doing decline bench press one day, without someone spotting me, I was going heavier that I should and tried to squeeze out one too many reps. When trying to put the bar back, I missed one cleat and one side of the bar fell to the floor. The now-angled bar hit me in the forehead and dumped all the weights from one side onto the floor with a tremendous crash. Several people ran over to see if I was okay. At that point I did the only thing I could do which was to crawl out from under the bar, spring to my feet and announce "I'm okay, I'm alright"... with blood trickling down my forehead. What made this even worse is that it happened in Afghanistan and I was surrounded mostly by Army Rangers in the gym that day.
OOoooooH dude no way and I know rangers that totally still talk about that day. I hope you were okay though.
Thanks Space_Cowboy_89, I was just fine except for a nasty scab on my forehead and slightly bruised pride. I seriously hope they don't still talk about that day.
HAHA DUDE they totally do! it's okay tho you're cute
Actually, sunday I was working out and I was doing rope crunch's, and I literally fainted, right there, in the middle of the gym. Not that embaresing but it was at the same time. The employee said I was out for about 6 mins. Appartently I hadnt eatin or drank enough the 2 prior days. So my body got tired and shut down..I dont really know all the terms they called it, dehidration was one, lol..
Treadmills must be an endless source of embarrassment/hilarious stories. This one's not too different from others - but I wasn't used to using them... one of my first times running on one - last spring.
Well... I was getting comfortable. Ten minutes in, I thought "Gee... this is kinda cool/relaxing... I'm in a "zone" now"... trot trot trot... faster and faster I went.
Hmm. kinda dull though - but in a good mood. Wait - I knowI'll close my eyes and run - pretend I'm running in the woods or on the beach...
Wapow!!!!
IMMEDIATELY flung off the treadmill not 2 seconds after I closed my eyes! Banged my shins and my pride - but couldn't stop laughing at myself - out loud. It was just SO stupid!
I was in hs training for wrestling and working on my 4 rep clean max. It wasn't an unmanageable amount of weight, but I got really pumped for the lift and used too much muscle and too little form... i lifted it up to my chin and popped under it but i was caught off balance, my weight was too far backward, so i slowly rolled backwards onto my ass until, luckily, my friend grabbed the bar so i could duck under the bar. haha gotta love cleans
i also have broken several fingers and toes in the weight room
Today I was to busy checking out this really hot scruffy guy on the other side of the gym and and sat down to do the machine sitting fly. Ended up sitting down the wrong way on the machine and wondering for a good 45 seconds why the hell the pads were on the wrong side of the bar... I'm sure he saw me too.
I just ended up busted out laughing over how dumb I was.
I saw Anderson Cooper working out at the gym I used to go to, and for some reason it made me stupid, and while I was staring I walked into a weight tree. I hit my shin on one of the pole-things, really hard and really loud, and got a tad bloodied up--I still have a scar there.
joelisinNY saidI saw Anderson Cooper working out at the gym I used to go to, and for some reason it made me stupid, and while I was staring I walked into a weight tree. I hit my shin on one of the pole-things, really hard and really loud, and got a tad bloodied up--I still have a scar there.
That's crazy... Anderson Cooper is pretty damn hot, I'd say it's worth the scar
JayneCobb saidToday I was to busy checking out this really hot scruffy guy on the other side of the gym and and sat down to do the machine sitting fly. Ended up sitting down the wrong way on the machine and wondering for a good 45 seconds why the hell the pads were on the wrong side of the bar... I'm sure he saw me too.
I just ended up busted out laughing over how dumb I was.
awww that super cute I would have thought you were totally adorable and kind of dumb
A long low fart during a Yoga class - Sort of like an injured Oboe. We were holding some position for what seemed like an eternity. Then after class I found out that everyone thought it was the old lady behind me
Hmm, it seems I have pretty "standard" embarrassing moments at the gym:
*I've missed a step on a treadmill and was flung across a gym floor to graze both my elbows and two knees
*I've tried bench pressing far more than I could handle and had to crawl out from under a bar that landed on my forehead
*I've unloaded a bar only on one side and the barbell fell off the rack and into a mirror (the run out of that gym was far better cardio than anything else)
*I've suddenly dropped weights mid-rep because I saw a really hot guy
*I've uppercutted myself reaching for my drink bottle whilst holding onto a racked barbell
*I've fallen backwards on my ass whilst doing squats and power cleans
*I've stop spotting a friend because I thought he would be capable of dropping dumbbells either side of him, turned out it landed on his face
*I've sang in the shower thinking I was the only one in the building but walked out to people trying hard not to laugh at me (or my poor choice of song...but I maintain that "toxic" is so a shower song!)
Finished teaching my spin class, was leading everyone in the cool down and stretches, told them to get off the bike for a few more stretches, and my shoe that was clipped to the pedals wouldn't come off. I finally slipped my foot out and someone had to come cut it off.
I had a serious boner going on and didn't even know. It was the way my shorts were rubbing against it I think, but my friends didn't tell me. They kept laughing and I thought they were on something lol.
One of em shouted that my kosher meat was trying to get attention [I'm part Hebrew]. So everyone pretty much thought I was a perv and this girl called me a dirty piglet. I was called "boner boy" there until I moved.. I was 18 at the time, I don't think they'd recognize me now.. But yea it was pretty damn embarrassing.
I was standing near the rack of dumbells, and had just finished doing bicep curs with the 45lbs...There was a blonde European ladyin her 40's next to the rack doing situps...when I re-racked the second 45lb bumbell, the 50lb dumbell wen flying off the rack, heading towards her FACE!!!!! Hahahhah, so she quickly moved out of the way, and the bumbell landed just a few inches from her towel!!!! The look on her face was priceless, she looked like she had a wrecking ball coming at her. I know it sounds like it was my fault, but she was not even supposed to be laying on the ground next to a rack of weights!!!!!! Hahahaha hope she learned her lesson.
I had gotten out of the pool and went to rinse off the chlorine, so I took off my suit toweled off and started for the locker room. I was stopped by the life guard and he said that I have to wear proper attire in the pool area. I was so embarrassed, I’m not sure why I did it. Maybe I hit my head in the pool, but I just apologized and told him I was European.
While doing squats in the smith machine with heavy weight, I lost my balance and fell. The weight came crashing down but luckily was caught by the safety. However, I was still pinned underneath the bar. I layed there for a minute to catch my breath then slowly wriggled out from underneath the bar. Very scary and very embarrassing.
Tonight I ran into a guy again, that I had asked out several months back.
Back story:
We were in several yoga classes over a period of time, so we ended up chatting after awhile.
After one yoga class, we had lockers right beside each other, so we ended up checking each other out as we undressed. Nothing ever happened between us, but a friendship did seem to blossom.
Over time, I began to get butterflies each time I saw him, but was too afraid to ask him out.
One day, I decided after much hesitation, to just ask him out for coffee. I ran into him in the steam room, and just when I found the courage to ask him, someone else walked in.
I didn't want my courage or the chance to pass me by, so I left the steam room just as he did, and asked him out, devil be damned.
Unfortunately my timing sucks donkey balls, and I ended up asking him out for coffee, just as he dropped his towel and closed the shower curtain. Seriously, everything moved in slow motion except my mouth.
He replied, "not tonight, I have plans, maybe some other time". Well since then, we've only greeted each other with the head nod and kept our distance.
Tonight as I was entering the locker room, he was in full view, starkers, looking like an oompah loompah. One too many sessions in the tanning booth, not tanned but orange!
Even his kibbles and bits, now completely hairless were orange. This dude is suffering from tan-orexia! Such as shame too, because he is a good looking guy.
If I can go one full day without embarrassing myself, then all would be well. I'll let you know when that actually happens.
i have been working out at gyms for about 4 years..never did i do anything wrong..i was so self aware that i would focus..(mind you out of the gym i can barely stop myself from tripping over my feet when a guy looks at me)..
But last week , i was a dead tired zombie and i was attempting to take off the weights on the preacher curl bar, and not thinking, i took off the weight on one side without EVEN thinking it would be unbalanced, and then all you see is one side of the bar flying over and the weights flying off almost hitting the cute trainer that works there while he was talking to another cute guy...
Day after i was working out on the chest press machine and my trainer told me to do it alternating arms..so thats what i was doing.. so this cute guy is there beside me on another machine..so im doing my weights thinking wow this is a big amount that should impress the good looking guy..then my trainer comes up to me and said "buddy your doing it all wrong..your suppose to be still holding up one arm at a time.."..
now i just walk into the gym in shame and just try to avoid eye contact with anyone..lol..
But all kidding aside..its not that bad..im sure other guys did worse..and even though both times i made an ass of myself, it wont stop me from trying..
Lets see how long it takes for me to trip infront someone and fall flat on my face... (to be cont'd)...
jarhead5536 saidHit on a guy that turned out to be a chick. Back when I was a top, I liked those small-framed, elfin boys, and she was a very pretty boy for a lesbian...
Same thing happened to me at a New Years Eve party once. She had awesome delts and trapezius. And a crew cut.
I work at my gym and a cute guy caught me off guard and asked me a question. I stared blankly at him for 10 seconds until my mind registered I was working!
2nd story that's not so much embarrassing for me as it is funny. So, I used to go to a gym on campus (when I was in college) that was a big open building with an indoor track, weightlifting equipment on one side, a big area to stretch on the other.
At the time, I was part of a professional singing/dancing troupe, but I still liked to run and lift weights. When I run, I can't listen to music I like or I end up hating it, so I end up listening to crap pop like N'Sync, and inevitably I kinda dance to it. My friends say it's hilarious on the track, because my mile pace was no slower than 5 min, so I'm running my butt off, but I'm kinda dancing, laughing, and singing at the same time. Weird, I know.
I get done with my run, do a cool-off lap, and go to stretch. Again, professional dance troupe = flexibility ... so I'm in the full front splits, leaning forward, chest to my leg.
This guy runs past and looks at me in total disgust. I don't know what his problem was, but ... he was doing that kinda half chugging along run/jog thing with limp wrists and his elbows pinned into his sides, flailing his hand with every step. I try to shrug it off, and keep stretching, watching him as he makes his way around the track.
He comes back around, and this time I'm in the sideways splits, leaning forward, elbows on the ground. He looks over and does this little scoff at me. Keep in mind, I'd just owned his ass on the track, so I said in a voice that was meant to be under my breath, "YOU RUN LIKE A GIRL."
Again, my headphones betrayed my perception of vocal level, and I ended up shouting it. I was sitting around about 10-15 people who were stretching, and they all looked up and started laughing their asses off. The guy had a look of total shame/embarrassment cover his face, jogged the next quarter lap, which was right in front of the exit, and left. I never saw him at the gym again.
Was listening to a song and was so much into it that didn't see the machine in front of me. So in order to avoid that moved back quickly and hit a bench, which someone was already using. He lost balance of the bar, good he had someone to spot. It was so embarrassing I just ran out.
I was at Gold's gym one Saturday morning doing pull ups off the cable fly machine in the middle of the workout area. A friend of mine decided that this was his opportunity to pull a prank. As I was doing my pull ups, he rushed up in front of me and de-pants me. If that wasn't bad enough, this was the day I decided to wear a jockstrap under my shorts instead of underwear. So there I was hanging off the bar with my bare ass hanging out for all to see. Lol.
VanNess saidI was at Gold's gym one Saturday morning doing pull ups off the cable fly machine in the middle of the workout area. A friend of mine decided that this was his opportunity to pull a prank. As I was doing my pull ups, he rushed up in front of me and de-pants me. If that wasn't bad enough, this was the day I decided to wear a jockstrap under my shorts instead of underwear. So there I was hanging off the bar with my bare ass hanging out for all to see. Lol.
HILARIOUS. And, if it was in SF, I'm sure no one even batted an eye. LOL.
Spotting my best friend (straight) on squats and got hard as scrap iron! We were doing 10 sets of 10 with 10 second rests between so it was a really long set. I was spotting him using my fists under his pecs and doing the exercise with him. I KNOW he felt it grazing his ass every rep from about set 8 on. I apologized and he laughed it off and said he didn't notice.
This is now my favorite forum thread of all time. My most embarrassing is the day I was doing side-step-over squats in the squat rack, hooked the lower bar with my foot, toppled INTO the squat rack, tried to throw the barbell - only to have it bounce back and crash down onto my prone forearm and wrist.
That wasn't the embarrassing part. I then tried to stand, got to my feet with help, looked at my trainer and passed out cold from the pain. Still not embarrassed.
COMING TO consciousness on the ambulance gurney while my arse is being carted out in front of a packed gym... Mortifying!
I've had many. I can remember 3 off the top of my head.
A few years ago I was bench pressing on chest day. I was following a routine that required me to go to failure on every set. I started on the flat bench and then moved to the incline bench. I had done 12 sets to failure (6 on flat, 6 on incline). I was already tired but I needed to move to the decline bench to finish the last 6 sets. Even though I started doing only about 50% of what I normally do on decline, I felt I was still in control. I had a guy spotting me, but he left after set number 16. There was no one around and I was only supposed to rest for 60 seconds or less, so I decided to just do the next without a spotter. You might guess what happened next.....but you'd be wrong....haha. I went to failure but still placed the barbell on the rack. I was pretty confident that last set #18 would be just as smooth. So I laid down and unracked the bar. At the 3rd rep, I gave out, and I gazed at the bar slowly coming down on me as I fought more and more. No one was around me so I started titlting the bar to one side. It wasn't a big deal and I was carefully sliding the bar to one side when suddenly a hot girl I had a crush on showed up and started screaming, thinking that I was being strangled under the bar when in fact I had already set one side on the ground. She came over screaming and tried to help me get out of the bench. Out of nowhere, there were a bunch of people around me staring like someone got shot or something. My face couldn't have been more red. I was voicing my thanks to her for coming to my help while silently cursing her hot ass for coming to my "rescue." I would've been just fine if she didn't show up. I had already gotten things under control. Still, I came out winning. She asked if I wanted to get a meal after the workout--I never turn down food after the gym, especially from a physically hot person. We ended up dating for months.....
I had a weird experience the first time I worked out legs seriously in high school. An older neighbor, who was a certified personal trainer, had convinced me to start lifting. He made me do squats, deadlifts, and a bunch of other leg exercises. I had never done so much leg work up until that point, so I was pretty inexperienced. I was sore after the workout, but I didn't think much of it.
The next morning, as I was trying to get out of bed, I put one foot on the floor and when I tried to get up, I dropped like hard rock. I hit my face pretty hard on the way down. My brother came running because he heard the loud thump and when he saw me on the floor he thought that I had fainted. I wasn't moving because I was in pain, so for a second, he looked like he was about to give me CPR. When I pushed his face away from me he asked me what happened and I told him I couldn't move my legs. He was worried for a minute, but then he realized that I couldnt move them bc apparently I killed them the day before, he started laughing like an ass. He had to carry me to the bathroom and when he tried to make me sit on the toilet, I went down like a rock again. He laughed his ass off for a good 30 minutes. My parents called the doctor bc they were worried it wasn't normal, but the doctor told them to hit my legs to see if I could feel them. They did...they hurt a lot too. So he told them to put me in bed and wait till the afternoon. As the hours progressed, I started gaining more mobility, but I couldnt walk normally for the next 2 days. That was the only time I've ever experienced that and I've worked my legs far more than that day. I still laugh when I remember.
last week at the school gym i was fucking around with my friend and tried to do the elliptical machine with one leg and fell off to the right and took out some big fat girl on the machine next to me...she started crying.....i am an asshole LOL
I posed shirtless in the lockeroom mirror....looking at my progress....then took a pic. Then someone came in, they didn't see, but I was still embarrassed.
There was a really hot guy at my gym last year I became friends with. At first I didnt think much of it, but then I started to feel like he was flirting with me very subtly. He was really cool, so I didnt mind his suggestive jokes at all. One day, after we finished our workout, I went to the locker room to get ready to shower while he did some cool-down cardio and stretching. It was kinda late Friday night and there was no one around me. The school gym is kinda empty on Th and Fr nights. I didnt notice I left my shorts and underwear laying in front of my locker. When I came out, I saw my hot friend smelling my clothes in his hands. I was so embarrassed by the image, that I went back to the showers and hid there for 5 minutes. I never told him I saw him do that until a couple months later, but for a few days after that, I was very shy around him.
My embarrassing story happened one Sat. morning. The night before, I went out with my buddies drinking. We drank and danced and had a good time.
The next day, I was on the treadmill running and all into the music I was listening to. The guy beside me starts waving. I wave back. When he continues doing it, I finally take my headphones off.
"Man, you reek of Hennessey."
I put my headphones back on, ran a little longer, and then leave.
Balljunkie saidMy embarrassing story happened one Sat. morning. The night before, I went out with my buddies drinking. We drank and danced and had a good time.
The next day, I was on the treadmill running and all into the music I was listening to. The guy beside me starts waving. I wave back. When he continues doing it, I finally take my headphones off.
"Man, you reek of Hennessey."
I put my headphones back on, run a little longer, and then leave.
Good grief Charlie Brown, how much did you drink the night before?
OMG!! I am laughing so hard...normally I would never admit this but I can't help but humiliate myself along with the rest of you now...
I was doing back extensions....right beside me was an empty elicptical machine and then the row of stationary bikes start. I am going up and down, up and down....all of the sudden I feel this huge fart escaping from my ass!!! I say I feel it since I had my headphones on full blast and couldn't hear a dam thing.
I am mortified and think...maybe no one else heard it either...I look over at the guy on the first bike...he is almost falling off of it laughing hysterically...I could've died.
VanNess saidI was at Gold's gym one Saturday morning doing pull ups off the cable fly machine in the middle of the workout area. A friend of mine decided that this was his opportunity to pull a prank. As I was doing my pull ups, he rushed up in front of me and de-pants me. If that wasn't bad enough, this was the day I decided to wear a jockstrap under my shorts instead of underwear. So there I was hanging off the bar with my bare ass hanging out for all to see. Lol.
last spring, i got to gym, put my coat in a locker, then change and put the bag in the locker and locks it. ...after w-o come back and find my locker door open and only my coat left.
file a complaint for stolen bag , have to call my brother to fetch me as my keys were in the bag.
next morning goes back to gym , get a locksmith to make a new key for the car ( couldn't find my spare). meanwhile, the manager sees me through the gym window and waves at me. I go in and he tells me they found my bag. being born with a naturally brilliant mind,I had put it in the next locker and locked it .
this gym is open 24/7 but locks left overnight are always cut .
general embarrassment,meanwhile the manager's sniggering ( he's a friend ),the locksmith is annoyed so i give him $50 to shut up ,but worse my family won't let me forget it .. not fair.
Like a couple of the guys here, I too was benching to the max - to failure and my buddy spotting stepped away for a second - God knows why! I was at about rep 7 and could not lift the damn thing. I carefully let it down on my chest - then slowly rolled the bar down toward my abs so I could sit up. Then I rolled it over my groin and down onto the bench......where I could tear it down and put all the weights away. God, I was kind of chagrined about it!