I started working out in my sad little apartment gym ~ 2.5 years ago. Believe it or not, I used to hate sweating with a passion. But now, I can tolerate it to a certain extent. What amuses me the most has to be the variety of characters in my gym. Below is a list of them including their characteristics. Guess which one am I.
- I am too pretty for my shirt: You know these folks. They are all about strutting their stuff in front of the mirrors, the more the merrier. They also enjoy grunting alot while lifting weights for some reason. Then, there are the stretchy people. You know, people stretching in various poses that really should have been done in a private setting. Ugh.
- I am looking... for a date: These are the folks that perceive the gym as a meat market. I know, where can a girl go to work out in peace? Then, there are the dirty old man. Well, I call them dirty because they are willing to take you out to a nice dinner even if you have a boyfriend. Eek. See why I don't wear my glasses while working out? See no evil, hear no evil.
- I am here against my will: You can find these people reading leisurely or chatting in all sorts of places, on the bike, bench press, etc. Why don't they read in their own apartments? Who knows.
- Don't talk to me, I am busy: These are the hardcore gym rats. You see these people breaking a world record on their machine of choice. They are wearing headphones for a reason. Don't talk to them unless they talk to you. You got that?
- I am a machine hog in disguise: These are the people that lack courtesy. They do not get off the machine even though their preassigned times are up. Sometimes I even see people tag team. What a dirty, dirty trick.
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