I was at the gym this morning, stretching after my workout. The gym only has a small area to stretch and do ab work and all that jazz- a mat big enough for four people- so it's always a little cramped. Half the mat was being taken up by two guys, one of whom was the personal trainer of the other one. The PT is around a lot, and mister man is a serious Chatty Cathy. Every moment of every personal training session involves listing every single frigging muscle that gets worked an whatever minute fashion. It's exhausting listening to him.
So this morning he was sitting on one of those inflatable balls that people use to do crunches giving instruction to the guy whose session is going on, yakking away about which muscle groups do what with other muscle groups, yadda yadda. The other woman who was on the mat finishes her crunches and leaves. So now it's just me and the PT and his trainee. Apropos of not a blessed thing, the PT announces that women have more pain endurance then men. Well, no duh, but where is this going?
"When I was a child I used to cry, I mean cry when they used to tighten my braces. Just moving my teeth just a little bit... turn over," and the trainee turns over on his stomach. "Let me get my ball." And the PT gets a medicine ball looking thing. He straddles the trainee from behind and begins to rub the ball up and down the trainee's back. "I've been blessed, I've been so blessed to have eight children" (I'm thinking holy crap-- eight children?!?) "and I have seen every single one of those children born" rub rub rub "you just don't know what a miracle it is to see a woman giving birth" rub rub rub "and the strength and endurance that women have" rub rub rub "I mean, I used to cry to have my teeth moved just a little bit, and their whole bone structure, right down here" rub rub rub "in the lumbar region" rubs lumbar region "all of this just moves, it just opens up to let that baby out, you know what I'm saying?" rub rub rub. Trainee answers, "Oh I hear you, brother, I hear you" rub rub rub "I've got three children myself, and I was in the birthing room with my wife when she had every one of them" rub rub rub. PT, now kneeling, straddling the trainee's bottom, "It humbles you, man, it humbles you." rub rub rub. Trainee: "You can say that again, brother."
Not that there was anything incongruous about one guy rubbing another one down while straddling his behind while the two of them had a deep discussion about birthing.