Gym Strangeness

I go to the gym for three reasons. One: To keep in shape. Two: One hour to myself. Three: The people watching. It is a place where I can listen to my Glee soundtrack without judgment. It is a place where I can pretend to be watching TV, but really be listening to the woman next to me converse on a cell phone…while running.

There are things about the gym that I don’t enjoy. I hate when there are 20 empty treadmills and a person chooses the one right next to me. Personally, I think the gym is like a movie theater…LEAVE A SEAT IN BETWEEN…unless there are no options. I’ve heard people have the same issues with public restrooms. I try not to use disease infested public restrooms, but I’m sure I would concur. I don’t like when middle-aged men talk to me. For example, the man that greeted me with, “Go get em’ tiger.” WHAT WAS THAT? I had my headphones on. Isn’t that the international sign for don’t speak to me? Creepy.

Anyway. I thought I would share the top 5 strangest things I’ve seen recently.

5. Coke being sold in the vendi machine. Aren’t we all here in an effort to get away from sugary beverages?

4. A woman in the hot tube reading Harry Potter. I can’t judge her too harshly. I’d bring a book so I didn’t have to chat with people in there, too.

3. Man. Parking Lot. Car. Sleeping. Legs out the window. I think, perhaps he misunderstood the purpose of the gym.

2. A girl sitting on a pile of weights reading US Weekly. I get it. Those subscriptions are expensive.

1. The guy that chose the treadmill right next to me running backwards at 8 mph. Sir, I’m going to have to insist that you choose a different treadmill next time. It will be just my luck that you fly off and hit the stair master behind you. I don’t know that I want to get involved in that sure to be drama.

The above picture is of my brother Ryan. I searched and searched for a picture of me in workout gear…thankfully I couldn’t find one. Nice sweatband. Nice sweatband.