This segment of my blog relates to my experience of the gym. Now I’m not a gym nut or a health freak. I love a Big Mac and the only reason I drink semi skimmed milk is because I like the colour green.
I joined the gym before Christmas and recently after a mass of flus, colds and other general nasties I’m back.
Now there are literally 4 types of people who go to the gym.
Small children who go in packs of 5 and they all watch while one of them uses a machine.
The gym nuts. They’ll be there long before you arrive and long after you leave. They are basically walking, talking gym furniture.
The “I’m here for health reasons but I don’t want to be here so I’ll look utterly depressed with even the slightest movement on every machine” people.
And last but not least the average joes. People who go down every now and then do about half hour and then think “yeah I’ve warranted eating maccy d’s for next month of my life.”
It’s these people who I find funny and by observation you really see some interesting things. Especially the pumped up 5ft 3 gym instructor who wears shirts designed for an infant and spends more hours of the day standing by the cross trainer giving evils to anyone bigger than him and drooling at every woman in the place. It’s like being paid to perv and create an atmosphere, the gym must feel an unimaginable amount of pride in this employee.
I have plenty more stories and the more I go the more ill spot and the more you’ll be informed.
I want anyone not going to a gym to know just how entertaining people watching at the gym can be =]
Thanks for reading