I get in to Midtown this morning for work and as I am walking off the bus towards the front door of 30 Rock, this amazing LOUD collective shriek/squeal/scream echoes through the canyon of skyscrapers – that’s when I remembered that New Kids on the Block were performing for the Today Show’s Summer Concert series. What’s hilarious is that this whole plaza was PACKED with people, mostly women my age who were the prime audience for when the NKOTB were popular….which was like almost TWENTY YEARS ago.
Anyways, it made me chuckle – I would have hung out too just to be around the crazies (gotta love the crazies), but it was raining, so I was like ‘eff that’.
I did find out that Fergie and Alanis Morissette are performing next week – I will be definitely getting to work early for that one. I still am having trouble reconciling that one, unless they’re going to sing ‘My Humps’ together….OMG, what if that’s what they’re going to do??????? THAT WOULD BE AWESOME.
On the elevator up this morning, I also shared it with this ridiculously attractive guy. Of course, me being the complete shy guy that I am around hotness like that, couldn’t bring myself to look directly at him (hotness is like the sun for me – don’t look directly at it!!!!). It was just us, and you know that normally you typically stand just facing forward waiting for your floor. Well, I was doing that, but the hotness was leaning on his side against the back wall, looking towards me. I think I missed an opportunity. STUPID STUPID STUPID!!!
I’ve been working out a lot more regularly and with quite a bit more dedication than I ….ever have. Even while in the military. I think it is the fact that I have a decent gym right in the same building as my work and it being that easily accessible helps it pass the lazy test. Because I know that if I were to try to wait to work out until I got home to the gym here at the apartment complex, it would NOT happen. I just get too damn lazy and tired by the end of the day.
So anyways, I’ve been fairly consistent with my working out lately. I finally found a GREAT exercise book that actually gives me what I’ve been looking for: true workout plans that have variation and that have a very easy mechanism to tune based on your available time to work out and/or your goals. It’s called Mens’ Health: The Body You Want in the Time You Have.
So once I actually started doing this regularly, I did start seeing results. Mind you though, I am my own harshest critic so I really didn’t think I had made all that much progress….until this past week. One of my coworkers had left a few months back as he’s in one of these GE leadership programs where you do 6-month rotations throughout the GE businesses. He used to always poke fun at me before, saying things like “all the working out you do and you can’t tell…” – bitchy, yes, but that’s basically how he is. So he was back in the area for some work stuff and on Friday, the first thing he says to me when he sees me is: “You’ve lost weight!” and not a hint of irony or sarcasm. i knew he meant it. Then later on he goes, “You’ve been working out too!” So apparently, yes, the results are finally showing up. Sweet. Because when a catty gay guy gives you a true compliment, you know that it’s the truth. 😉 LOL.
You know, I’ve really wanted to track the numerous hotness I see every day in New York – I won’t be posting pics because I don’t have my camera on me all the time nor the balls to actually take a pic of hotness – although that could be a way to meet people!
But seriously, NYC and Midtown especially are a freakin’ treasure trove of hot guys. It’s incredible. Like yesterday – tons of hotness. On the ferry home (heh heh, I said ferry), this one guy had decided to strip off his suit jacket and shirt and was only wearing an undershirt. Now, on most people, this would be an absolutely horrendous fashion choice. Not this guy. REEEEdiculously good-looking. And fully able to wear the outfit that way. Then in the grocery store that is at the bottom of my apartment building, there is again an amazing amount of good-looking men. My problem? Okay – problems: first, I have absolutely no courage to even smile at these people let alone talk to them. Second, I have no idea if they’re gay – I always assume NOT because that’s more likely.
Anyways, I think I’m going to have start making my iPhone pay for itself by taking pics of hotness, all stealth-like.