I never had to bring one. But I might on Thursday.
We know the gym attracts different types of people. Trust me, not all of them are there for fitness' sake. I've been frequenting the campus gym for over a year now, and I've had my fair share of encounters with other gym enthusiasts. Take note that I'm not referring them as "health" or "fitness" junkies.
Why do I go to the gym? I'm scrawny and skinny, but I have managed to add some muscly padding to my rubbery dark and tanned skin.
So far, I have two categories of dudes who go to the gym.
1. The ones who perspire after 10 minutes of intense workout, then takes off their shirt and leaves the sweat-drenched shirt hanging on one of the machines--the machine selected is normally one that is most used by everyone else. Mind you, their upper body is not the only part that is secreting wetness, the lower half works just the same. So if it's a press down machine they were on, you'll see a long oval-shaped dampness on the backrest, and on the butt rest (let's just be frank here), you'll see the heart shaped dampness--our gym pants act as a semipermeable membrane, a very good illustration for osmosis!
2. You have the ones who are very vocal, too vocal for a public gym. Perhaps it is the lack of a catchy upbeat tune in the gym that these people use as an excuse to grunt and pant and scream? Yes, we do get those who encourage others by huff and puff their approval for the workouts people do. The controlled inhalation and exhalation normally go unnoticed, but it's the moaning that gets people's heard turning. IIIYEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!
Most of the time I'm in the zone when I'm there. I'm focused. I want to get to the finish line. But along comes Polly, not the parrot, not Jennifer Aniston. Just Polly the sweat-drencher and moaner.
Till then.
We know the gym attracts different types of people. Trust me, not all of them are there for fitness' sake. I've been frequenting the campus gym for over a year now, and I've had my fair share of encounters with other gym enthusiasts. Take note that I'm not referring them as "health" or "fitness" junkies.
Why do I go to the gym? I'm scrawny and skinny, but I have managed to add some muscly padding to my rubbery dark and tanned skin.
So far, I have two categories of dudes who go to the gym.
1. The ones who perspire after 10 minutes of intense workout, then takes off their shirt and leaves the sweat-drenched shirt hanging on one of the machines--the machine selected is normally one that is most used by everyone else. Mind you, their upper body is not the only part that is secreting wetness, the lower half works just the same. So if it's a press down machine they were on, you'll see a long oval-shaped dampness on the backrest, and on the butt rest (let's just be frank here), you'll see the heart shaped dampness--our gym pants act as a semipermeable membrane, a very good illustration for osmosis!
2. You have the ones who are very vocal, too vocal for a public gym. Perhaps it is the lack of a catchy upbeat tune in the gym that these people use as an excuse to grunt and pant and scream? Yes, we do get those who encourage others by huff and puff their approval for the workouts people do. The controlled inhalation and exhalation normally go unnoticed, but it's the moaning that gets people's heard turning. IIIYEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!
Most of the time I'm in the zone when I'm there. I'm focused. I want to get to the finish line. But along comes Polly, not the parrot, not Jennifer Aniston. Just Polly the sweat-drencher and moaner.
Till then.
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