>be me >going to the gym >as i enter the changing room

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>be me
>going to the gym
>as i enter the changing room without any real air circulation, i notice a stench
>whatever, im outta here in 5 min
>unzip my backpack
>it fucking reeks
>i forgot to change my shirt from last time
>think the sweat produced a lot of bacteria
>contemplate if i go home or put this shirt on and go workout anyways
>if i go home, the qt cashier selling the protein shakes will think im a pussy that goes home in 5 min
>"man up" and put it on
>oh god the stench
>imagine a shirt that got dragged along all the streets from india and then having the healthiest feminist sweating on it and putting in a ziplock bag for a year
>go to the treadmill
>keep my distance from others, hopefully nobody will notice
>maybe the stench is gone, it's not that awful
>put a piece of my shirt in front of my nose and smell
>it still smells like fuck
>my airways feel hot
>i think it's an incoming inflammation
>finish warming up on the treadmill
>go do some pullups
>by this point i can barely breathe
>no oxygen = no power
>perform way worse than normally
>try it for 5 min, fail
>go home
>immediately wash it
Change your workout-clothes boys. Don't even wanna start with the forgotten shaker with some protein shake in it