You guys, it’s only Tuesday, and yesterday was a stat holiday where I live, and my brain is already tired and barely functioning. I had great plans for a super helpful fitness post to inspire your Fall workouts and I just couldn’t muster up the brainpower to get ‘er done. So instead, you get this, which is essentially my rant about living in a town where the gym appears to be a predominantly social space. Here’s hoping my brain resumes its normal function quickly!
I live in a mid-sized town, one in which there are actually a surprisingly large number of gyms to choose from. Many are small and dingy and, for lack of a better description, “murdery” (i.e. a place that looks like somewhere you’d get murdered). The gym I choose was among the biggest and brightest and most well-stocked. I thought I had hit the gym jackpot, but there’s one major problem with my gym: it seems to be a prime social hangout.
Every single time I’m at the gym there are at least two little gaggles of workout dudes (or dudettes…but mostly dudes) who appear to be doing nothing other than catching up on life or whatever it is they talk about at the gym instead of working out. I’m not exaggerating. It’s every single time. Every. Single. Time. And I’m lucky if it’s just two groups of them.
I suppose I should be telling myself live and let live, but the problem for me is that they seem to congregate and gab in the most irritating of spaces. Do you need to update your buddy on how much your life has changed since you “knocked up” your girlfriend (his words, not mine) right in front of the TRX? Do you need to have a deep and meaningful moment while occupying not one but two racks? Do you need to have a five minute conversation in between each set of exercises on the one and only cable machine? Do you need to lay side by side on floor mats alternating between bro talk and checking your phone, taking up the entire (albeit small) section of flooring available for stretching and core work?
Maybe the answer to all these questions is yes, and I am just a grumpy gus who is easily irritated. I mean, I probably am that, but I also think there’s a a time and a place for socialization and that’s not at the gym. Call me old fashioned, but I prefer to get in, get my workout done as efficiently as possible, and then get out. Alas, it appears that I am one of the few that feels this way in my town.