Todays blog post is brought to you from the treadmill at my gym. I have been a member of this gym for about 2 years now and, since I'm here three or four times a week, I consider myself a regular. The other regulars (and I use the term very loosly) run the gamut from totally put together productive members of society to complete nut jobs. I like to think that I fall somewhere in the middle.
I'm fully aware that I'm not all that put together. It's a good day if I make it through without getting someone lunch spilled on me (more often or not it's my own lunch). I wear jeans every. Single. Day. I may have a pair of khakis jammed somewhere in the back of my closet, but they haven't seen the light of day since I stopped working four years ago. I don't know how to accessorize and I only have two pairs of shoes. But in my defense I'm not a total nut, I know because I see them every day st the gym.
The gym is full of people whom have made questionable personality choices. Most of these strange behaviors are fairly innocuous and pretty darn entertaining. For example, there is a woman who is ALWAYS dancing. On the treadmill, in the lockerroom, while talking to a trainer...always getting her groove on. If there isn't music she wil make her own by singing. Loudly. And badly. There is one guy who power walks back and forth across the gym floor, right past about 200 treadmills. I'm not entirely sure why he bothers to pat the membership dues. Finally there is the woman who takes a newspaper into the steam room. I don't even know where to go with that.
Other nuts at the gym are, while not strictly dangerous, a bit more insidious. For example, the woman who insists on giving herself a hot oil treatment in the shower. I mean are you kidding me? The shower floors are slippery enough without a reenactment if the Valdez oil spill.
My husband tells tales of men who use the gym provided hair driers to blow dry ..... Well let's just say not the hair on their heads. Would YOU want to use the hair drier after that? Furthermore, in order to gain greater access, they put one foot up on the sink counter. Uuugh! The mental image us bad enough (sorry about that by the way) I think if I had actually seen it I would have to gouge my eyes out.
My question is, is there something wrong with my gym or is every gym full of a bunch of nutters?
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PS. You look great! Have you been working out?
- Posted by Krista from my iPhone