- Every 'trainer' there is 18-years old. Of course, he's fit. His body is still a non-stop machine that processes everything into pure strength and beauty. Give me a trainer who's 48 with three kids. That's the guy who knows how to do it.*
- Single, middle-aged dudes who hit on female employees. Bro...you're sweating and your bald spot is clearly visible on the 14 mirrors surrounding us. It's not gonna' happen.
- Old men way too comfortable with nudity in the locker room. I don't think I need to elaborate.
- Squeaky treadmills. I'm working on the weight, okay? I don't need every one thinking about to shatter this device with my meaty, meaty calves.
- Workout equipment that forces people to contort themselves into weird positions. You know that leg thing that you get on and raise your leg four feet in the air? I don't need to watch fat dudes or college girls do that. It's a lose-lose.
- The Talker. Yes, ma'am, I do have children, but I can't really speak right now because I'm trying not to vomit.
- The Snack Machine in the hall. With Reese's. Not cool.
- Gratuitous weight belts. I get that you guys need to wear these while you're pumping iron in that free weight room that I'm too scared to walk into. But I don't think you need to wear it around quite so much.
- A&P. Love the guy who busts out the anatomy and physiology lesson when he's beside you. No, no...I love hearing about deltoids, strange-man-exercising-in-jeans.
- The Smell. I don't care how much industrial, germ-killing, deodorizer you spray. This room still smells like an armpit convention.
*You won't see a 48-year old trainer. Because they don't exist.
2 comments:
Good stuff, oh king of Bethel. ha ha!
I grew up playing baseball, football and basketball. I was in weight rooms and showers from the time I was 12 till I gradutaed from HS and everything on this resonates deeply with me. I don't like gyms..
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