Thursday, June 13, 2013

You know...

Going to the gym early in the morning to run is sort of... well it's a bit like meditation in some ways. It's all about finding the right head space, getting into the groove... zoning out the rest of the world. When it all comes together the body hits the point of total awareness. One can feel the abdominals as they move; the heart beat is like a song. In fact in that state one goes quite deaf... which given our gyms propensity towards MTV's top 40 is something of a blessing. Mutters Taylor Swift is a whiney nasal #***!!!  who should be gagged.

Rather like the two school teachers who were using the gym this morning...
How does one know their profession you may be wondering? Oh that is due to the fact they talked shop the entire time they were there. Not just talked shop, but puffed it out at the top of their lungs. Honestly if you have that much air you simply aren't exercising enough...
In fact if they had been a little closer one would have reached out and hit the speed button on their treadmills. To add insult to injury one of them commented, as she completed the exactly two minutes of rowing she yapped her way through, how good exercise had been for her stress levels...
That feeling was not shared!

Oh and while we are on the topic of thoughtless cunts one would like to put a special thank you out into the ether to the little gem who loaded up 250 kg of weights on the dip machine and left them there. Guess you weren't quite strong enough to rack the weights afterwards...
No let's leave that for the next lucky gym goer...
A woman who is probably a quarter of your size K

3 comments:

Sarah said...

Between the 2 of us, we could probably write a book about annoying gym goers. I am most certainly one of them ;)

I love it when some women wear over bearing perfume. Or the ones who are so vein they can't take their eyes off the mirror. Or the ones who lift weights and then look around to see who is watching them.

The list goes on and on.....

The joys of the gym :)

ancilla_ksst said...

Er oh. Last time we went to the gym I talked to Mystique much of the way through my bicycling half hour, mostly about a show we were watching on tattoos, especially tongue tattoos.

I love bikes with TVs attached.

Yup, I am an annoying gym patron.

I think we should all sing/chant at the top of our lungs while jogging. When I took Taekwondo, our instructor made us do that. He said it was good for our lungs.

Turfdawg82 said...

The noises eminating from a gagged Taylor Swift would be better than her "music" . And I agree the douches who don't rerack weights chap my ass