I’m sure there are a few injuries at any gym on any given day, but this one may have hurt my pride more than anything else.
After working out for the second day in a row, it was time for my favorite part of the work out…The Steam Room. I LOVE the steam room. There are two types of ways that guys go into the steam room: there are the guys that have the towel wrapped around their waist as they steam. And then there’s the “towel holder guys.” These are the guys that for whatever reason feel like the other guys want to see them naked as they hold their towel and walk around the locker room. I’m a wrap around guy. In fact, I have a towel around my waist and I have an extra towel. The extra towel can either be used to lay on while I’m in the steam room, or it can just be a “junk hiding towel” just in case another dude is sitting directly across from you. As I steamed, I thought I’d try something different. I would steam for 5 minutes, then run to the shower for a cold shower for 2 minutes. Kind of the ghetto version of a hot and cold plunge. It was pretty nice. I did this three times. There was no real reason that I chose to do the tippy toe run from the steam room to the shower. It just seemed like the thing to do. The locker room wasn’t real busy. Maybe a few guys in there… It was mid-afternoon. Well the first two trips back and forth from the steam room to the closest shower were pretty non eventful. I just tippy toe ran back and forth leaving a small trail of water on the floor. But on the 3rd and final attempt to cool off, somehow I “rounded” turn 3 a little too HOT and I had my towel around my waist but I was holding it together with my right hand. But you know how when you are falling, well, the only thing you want to do is to brace your fall. My left leg somehow did a “Can Opener” and it was horizontal and pretty parallel with the tile floor. And when my 50-pound thigh hit the floor, it sounded like a gunshot. PIEYOW! My thigh B@$#& SLAPPED the floor. The first thing I wanted to do was run and hide but as I looked around, it appeared that no one saw me. So, I pretty much just rubbed my leg as I sat there naked on the gym floor. THAT’s about the time that “Towel Holder Guy” came to the rescue. Yes, It was the super hero, Naked Man, with towel in his hand. He said, “Dude, you ok?” as he stood there in all of his nakedness, looking at me in my nakedness. He extended his hand. I grabbed it…(his hand).
Embarrassed, I thanked him and I limped over to where my locker was. That’s where the next horrible moment took place…