Swimming

Today I had a swim for the first time in ages. I really enjoyed it. I don't know why I don't do it more often (laziness may be the answer to that question). It's a very liberating form of exercise, although it does make my back ache a bit. I swam in the pool in the gym I go to.

There's a man who goes to that pool every day and he gets in and just walks up and down. I call him Luke Poolwalker. It's not that funny really cause he's disabled and looks like some sort of hunched hobbit from Lord of the Rings. He went over and spoke to the young lifeguard today at length. I watched the interaction and was imagining that he explained to the young man that he'd dropped his ring in the pool and he had to walk up and down everyday, feeling for it with his toes. Of course that wasn't case, by the look on the young man's face I imagine he said "Do you know how to make an old crippled man happy? No, then suck my cock and we'll see how it goes" Of course that's probably not what happened either because I imagine his cock is crippled too.

I am going to burn in hell one day for my thoughts. And If I don't, I'll burn in hell for posting them here.

Also I was reminded today how fucking disgusting my fellow men are. Men are desperate, desperate for sex or just even to look at women and imagine themselves sliming all over the women they covet. There were a couple of pretty women in the swimming pool. I think they were mother and daughter, but both well kept. There was also a couple of lecherous men in the jacuzzi (I was observing them from the sauna). The jacuzzi sits in front of the pool so in walking from either the changing rooms or the sauna to the pool, one must pass the bath of bubbles and piss. Anyway these 3 guys watched these 2 women as if they'd never seen a woman before. They craned their heads, leering and leching with their eyes almost on fucking stalks as if Beyonce and Alicia Keys had just started to lick custard off each others naked bodies (Beyonce and Alicia Keys aren't members of my gym, to my knowledge anyway, although maybe they slip in and out early in the morning).

These guys though, they looked like they'd never seen a woman in a swim suit before. I hate that desperate streak in men. Have some dignity, look, but don't make it so obvious. The two ladies were clearly uncomfortable by the unwanted attention of two men who looked like candidates for a UK Border Force eviction special and a fat beer bellied speccy twat who hasn't seen his own cock for 12 years. The kind of guy you see hanging around outside men's toilets in the hope he gets the 'come-on' for a bit of willy fun.

At the risk of repeating myself (and I can it's my Blog after all) I fucking hate men like that. There was another man in the pool when I was swimming doing the same thing. The younger lady was swimming in the lane next to me, about 10 meters in front. This horrible hairy greasy desperate fuck had positioned himself at the far end of the pool to letch at her when she turned and swam away. I watched him, he didn't care. I was watching him while I swam to the wall and she had swam away. H didn't even try to hide that he was transfixed by her body. He might as well have held up a sign saying "I AM MASTURBATING RIGHT NOW BECAUSE I HAVE NO SENSE OF SELF WORTH OR OTHER PEOPLES PERSONAL SPACE, I WATCH WOMEN IN SWIMMING POOLS THEN GET INTO MY CAR AND WANK INTO THE ASHTRAY".

I hate people like that. Men like that. They are sad and clinically unable to keep their testosterone in their pants, or a in handkerchief where it belongs.

The duality of man presents itself here. Lets put the boot on the other testicle. If a gay man were to openly ogle a straight man in the shower or changing area of the gym, he'd most probably end up as a mess on the floor, blood seeping from every conceivable orifice, staining the tiles. The same man who would give the gay man a kicking would most probably stare at a pretty woman in a swim suit and think nothing of it, even if it made her uncomfortable.

While I'm on the subject, another thing I hate about the typical man is their total lack of hygiene. You would be surprised how many men have a piss in a pub toilet and don't wash their hands. Maybe they think it's a bit gay, or they are too hard to wash their hands. Piss soaked idiots the lot of them.

Sometimes I hate being a man. Not that I want to be a woman, I would definitely hate myself more then. All women hate themselves for some reason or another. Maybe I should be a cat in my next life. The only down side to being a cat is the compulsion to lick your own anus twice a day, with an unfeasibly rough tongue. Actually, maybe licking your own arse is a small price to pay to live a life without the minutiae that I get myself so worked up about.

Conclusion of this rant: If I lick my own arse, maybe I'll be more content.