Rule of the gym, man, you don't look at the hot girls. You don't want to be that guy, so you just block them out. Doesn't matter how hot, jiggly, camel toeing nipple poking tanlines showing bombshell of a vixen is dripping and glistening with sweat in front of you, she didn't come there to be objectified. She came there to get in shape, and she's stuck there til she's done, so while she is, you respect that shit and you block out the sight of her.


But it doesn't matter what she's doing, from slowly doing a stretch until she looks like a goddamn human pretzel in front of you to twerking two inches from your left ear while you meditate, you stay in your zone. This dude is the Buddha of my gym religion.