Green Man (Bank)

Carlito Brigante (Carlitos Way)

“…17,..18,..19,..Good! Now 5 more,.!”

Big Butch Bertha is watchin baby.

The Streets are playin, pounding out though the sound system, and she’s watchin, shoutin, standin over me, urgin me on. Is this my final set? I don’t know.

“That’s good, now go grab the ball and do the hip flexors that I showed you yesterday. Come on, 20, lets go!”

But I’m tired, I’m so tired. And she’s still watchin, shoutin,..shoutin louder now. The words ain’t clear. I’m fading.

“Come on, five more,…five more!! Push it Chaz!”

“Bums and tums for pregnant mums”.It ain’t me. Who talked me into this? I don’t know. The angles are getting harder and harder to see these days.

“Ok, well done, now over to the mat.”

It’s early,..it’s so early. I shouldn’t be in trouble this early, this time in the morning, but I am. I’m in trouble.

“Push it Charlie, push it!”

This is too hard. I’m fighting but I’m losing.

I didn’t sign up for this,..this treatment. “A six week plan to a newer / better you.” I’m tryin Gail, baby I’m tryin. But the clock is ticking and it’s going so slow, too slow. I don’t think I’ll make it.

“Keep your back straight Chucky!”

Pilates? You don’t learn em at school,..you can’t have a late start.

*Fosters and Carling only £1.99 all day, Monday through Thursday…*

Squat thrusts gonna kill ya faster than a bullet. Mi stamino ya no existe!

*Why wait till 11?! Open from 6 am daily, Monday to Friday.*

Hey lady, don’t I know you?!

“Focus Charlie,..don’t lose it…just one more set….to me, to me!”

Downstairs. Downstairs in the Green Man. *Full English breakfast £1.99*

“Excellent work today Charlie,…Really brilliant. Same time tomorrow morning then!”

Adiós, entrainer! *Pint*

*6 Fruities*

The dream don’t come no closer by itself. We gotta run after it now.

*No windows, no daylight*

Sorry baby, all the spin classes in the world can’t pull this six-pack back together again.

*Kings horses, White Horses, Red Lions, Green Men,…*

Lay down... lay down. Forget this mat, I’m gonna stretch me out in The Green Man pub on Poultry, off Bank.

Always knew I'd make a stop there, but turns out its gonna be a lot earlier than I thought... Last of the Old Skoolers... well maybe not the last….

Sorry baby, I tried the best I could, honest... You can't come with me on this little trip. No, you’ve another client in ten.

Getting the shakes, first call for pints, pubs opening now... The Sun's out and folded in my pocket. Where are we going for breakfast? Don't wanna go far. Rough morning, tired... knackered...The Green Man at Bank Station. I’ll be in here baby.

No ones watchin.

Carlito “Charlie” Brigante’s rating for The Green Man – 8 / 10

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