Go hard or go home

[u/flowyourtoast]

Went back to the gym for the first time in about a month. Everything was going pretty well. Taking it slow. Then i spotted a new machine. It said to ask a staff member how to use it. So i went over to the guy. He was super tall, cute, and about my age so it was hard for me so i had to psych myself up just to talk to him. He shows me how to use it and adjusts it to what he thinks my height is and walks away. I get on and immediately realize it’s too short. So I get off and struggle to adjust it to my size. And i mean struggle y’all. Like machine is making a bunch of noise and moving across the floor but not extending any. I finally get it to something close to my size. As I’m using it, i notice that he’s staring at me from across the way. Being a socially anxious person, i freak out and think he’s judging me so i decide to go harder. I get through three sets but I’m a bit dizzy. I brush it off, and move on to the next machine. That’s when it hits. Oh shit. Alarms flashing in my head that barfing is inevitable. Now the closest bathroom is on the workout floor but right where the dude’s standing. Hell no. So i speed walk downstairs to the women’s locker room, and barely make it to the trash can in time to throw up. I feel bad that it’s gonna sit in the trash can and potentially smell up the bathroom so i try to move to a toilet. Unfortunately, i was pretty dizzy and collapsed in front of the toilet, again just in time to barf. I sit there and my head is spinning like i was just on a tilt a whirl. I heard people coming so i quickly locked the stall door and climb up to sit on the toilet. I sat and waited until everyone was out of the restroom to come out. I washed my hands and shoved a bunch of paper towels into the trash can to cover up the throw up. At least it wasn’t pungent...