I vividly remember including “join a fitness-related competition” in my bucket list. It also helps that said list is one of my first posts so I get to see it first thing when I open the blog. So this afternoon, I went to the gym later than usual because I got too engrossed surfing the internet (no surprise there). I was also more awkward than usual since just last night I was added to the gym dudes’ FB chat group and believe me, there were some things there that my womanly eyes weren’t supposed to see. Anyway, as I alternated with this guy (Dale, I think) at the squat rack, the dude on the preacher curl set-up chatted me up–
Person: Anak ka ba ni so and so, ano apelyido, nagcocompete ba siya blah blah
Me: Blah blah Cabili po blah blah dati po
P: Ikaw nagcocompete ka?
Me: Plano ko po sana… *shrugs and prepared to get back under the bar*
P: Ah kung gusto mo magcompete meron sa December, ‘yung Mutant. Magsabi ka lang sa mga nandun sa harap, ako magrerepresent sa ‘yo.
Me: Ah… *tries to absorb everything while keeping my smile plastered on my clueless face*
P: Ako nga pala may-ari nitong gym.
Me: Ay talaga po ba? Sige po thank you po!
And just like that, I have a sponsor. But waaaaait, it gets better.
Me: *just killed my 5th set and now trying to stay alive*
Kuya Donnie: Pinapabigay pala ni boss *hands over a card which I thought was a calling card but ohholymolymotherofallgods it says VIP in front*
KD: Ipapakita mo lang ‘yan sa mga branches nitong gym tapos pwede ka na magworkout. Nasabihan na din sila sa harap.
Me: *stares like a complete loony* Woooooow
Awesome stuff really do happen when you least expect it, huh. Good thing I decided to laze around before dragging my sloth ass to the gym after all. Another reason to kick ass at the gym!
Thanks, Sir Ariel! Team Xtreme FTW!