Saturday, January 8, 2011

Showers

Something I forgot to mention after my second intro class.
When I officially signed on the dotted line with Jason, another Sensei, Beau was also behind the desk.
"Don't forget to bring flip flops and one of those soap thingys"
"A lufa" I say with effeminate pride.
"Yeah  thats it ! A lufa, and a towel. After class everyone has to hit to showers wash up, get clean. Get it all done here before you go home."
"Got it. Sounds good." (Did I really just say sounds good?)

Now I have never wrestled, or played football on a team, or played any sport where you have to shower in a locker room. On TV shows they make it look like it's no big deal to shower naked with a room full of dudes, and when I worked for the Y as a camp counselor years back old dudes would walk around with their wangs hangin out all the time. But still, there was a level of uncomfortableness with the whole idea. I shrug it off, and think "Your a grown-ass man, get over it."
Well at the end of the next class, it's the moment of truth. I go to get my trusty lufa and AXE man soap, and get mentally prepared to get sudsy in a room full of sausage.



I open the door to the shower room and...

its two shower stalls with curtains. Sometimes your mind and your assumptions can run wild.
To all my lady readers sorry no future posts about naked male shower scenes.
You'll all have to use  your imaginations.
Stay well, keep reading.
Steve

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