I hate it!
Oh, I try, I really, really do!
I try to like it. But I just don’t.
If I have to train, I want to be outside. I mean, why ride a stationary bike at all? I don’t understand the benefits, other than a few calories burned. It isn’t as good as the workout outside, it’s boring as hell, and there is nothing to look at, except for the other people in the gym. But I think there is a rule about not staring them down while working out (at least, they seem to look at me funny when I attempt to check them out while I workout!)
RUnning on the treadmill is just as bad. BORING. Oh my gosh, first of all I can’t read a damn thing on the closed caption television, secondly the music is good but if I sing along people look at me funny. Thirdly, it is hot as hell. What do they do, crank the heat up in those places? And it is BORING.
Did I say BORING?!
The only thing I DO like about the gym is the pool, because I’d be terrified to go out in the ocean and swim alone. So the pool is good, minus the snot that I talked about the other day.
Oh, and today there was a spider at the bottom of the pool. Seriously, he was standing on the bottom of the pool. Shouldn’t he have been floating if he were dead? I began to make up this story about him as I swam (yes, I do entertain myself during these long workouts: Hey I run marathons, what else will I do for all of those hours?!). I decided he was a mutant chlorine spider that could survive the harshest of chemicals AND breathe under water. He did move while I was there, inching over into the other lane, moving toward the little Asian lady that I nearly pushed over on my way to the pool (there are only three lanes and I knew one was already in use; I wanted to beat her just in case she got down those stairs before me!)
Anyway, the spider did not attack as I thought he might. He stayed where he was. His dead, squashed brother was up ahead of him. I’m guessing he wasn’t quite adapted to the chemicals. A mutant, if you will.
I saw some interesting things at the gym this morning, though. Things I would not have seen outside, I’m guessing. For one, the woman beside me got onto the treadmill backwards and commenced to jog. Yes, she jogged backwards. It was the most amazing thing I have ever seen, seriously. I have trouble jogging forwards on the treadmill! I always feel as though I’m going to fall over. She did it backwards. Unbelievable.
I saw the physical fitness trainer hitting on a few ladies as they walked on the treadmill. He stood there the entire time that they walked.
Can’t blame you on the gym…I absolutely cannot stand it. Some days, though, it’s the only alternative. I see people looking so productive and content there with all of the machines and equipment and often wonder what is wrong with me. There’s a lot of grunting in my gym as well…very disturbing.
Gross on the spiders!
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I know, some people really, really do well here . . . I try. I want to use the machines, but to me, since I have young kids, it is so much easier to just get up and work out at home in the living room. Same with running. That’s why I love to run. I can do it wherever I am. Just pack my shoes up and go. And the grunting, that’s funny! Though when I go to the gym its not too bad, I think because it is 5 AM and everyone is still waking up – oh, and the cardio room is separate from the weight room!