Sometimes I really hate the people in the gym I go to.
Well not all of them. Mostly this group of three girls whom I've dubbed The Bitter Bitches. They run on the treadmill for about ten minutes and then spend the rest of their time there flirting with the guys and talking shit about the other females that go there. Today they decided I would be their talking point about how I must be anorexic because I'm there all the time and I check my weight. I was damn tempted to throw a weight at them, but managed to restrain myself.