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Road rat observations of a gym junkie

 Hi y'all

When in training for long(er) distances one has to work on core and strength next to stamina, cardio and endurance thus one regularly has to enter (*ominous music playing...papapapaaaaaaa*) THE GYM




I am still fortunate one because I first of all get to work out with a personal trainer every other week, second of all live in a place where the gym still is open for business (no total lockdown yet) and my gym caters to the predominantly elderly in off-peak times which I think is AWESOME. Why? Well obviously because the legendary ones have no need to proof their worth anymore. They have proven themselves in life many times before and the best proof they can offer is to themselves and I applaud them for even showing up when clearly they could be doing so many other things. Anywhooooo....Gym Junkies was to be my topic of today.

Now when you're at the gym you are forced to deal with other humans working out and there are several types of gym humans to feast your eyes and ears upon:

The quick and dirty gym rat

Easily reckognizable because this gym person did not bring a towel, does not clean the machines when it's done and janks on the levers and weights like it has only 2 minutes to actually do something. I swear to God sometimes I think The Flash has snatched it's body. And it sweats....buckets. You know when you're strength area you can just see the droplets falling onto the usually carpeted floor under and around the leg press and the abdominal crunch.

The gym machismo

Oh come on...you know exactly what I mean. It is that one guy in a skimpy eighties racerbackdudestanktop with armpits that have so much hair under it you figure he's trying to make up for his receding hairline. That one guy that moans and groans like he's pushing out the biggest assbaby anyone ever saw and you're about sure he's in for a total rupture. That guy who seems to be the only one around that still didn't figure out you do not need to let go of the handle of the lateral pull-down and clang the weights with a deafening blow. 

Gym buddies

Socializing at the cardio section you'll most likely find them on the treadmill or the crosstrainer. when at the strength section they tend to use one machine and switch in between reps. Pushing themselves to no extend at all they walk and chatter away. This is their time away from the kids or, if they are kids,  away from their parents. They just wanna have some time to catch up with the same person they saw max two days ago at the same place. Working out is just an added bonus, not their goal.

Goal getting gym functionada's

These are the ones you see running around in between sections with their phone at hand.They tick off boxes in a training plan and the first thing they do when they enter the gym is get on the scale. They do it again when they leave. Never got that by the way. They are at the gym because they have goals to reach and sometimes they look happy, other times not so much and they're likely to flip like a light switch between those two. I rather enjoy observing the goal getting gym functionada. I kina love their dedication, somehow it inspires me.

Grumpy gym junkies

The kind that wouldn't surprise you if they'd wear a shirt stating they hated morning people and mornings and people. The ones who are at the gym because they have to be for some inexplicable to most reason. You see you never actually HAVE to. Nobody is holding a gun to your head forcing you to work out. You get to, you can go...but you don't have to. It's the kind of gym junkie that somehow never seems to be able to smile. Not even when they're done

Super seniors

Not just by age but because they seem to live at and for the gym. It is what they do all day long for as long as you can remember. No matter the time you enter, they're there and when you leave they still are. When you've been seen around a few times they'll say hi when you come in and bye when you leave. They know how to work each and every machine and they make everyone in there look like a newb but they'd never treat you like one. Not even if you are one.

NEWBS

First-timers. Looking around nervously, not sure how to work the machines, trying to not look at themselves in the mirror while simultaniously trying to look like they know what they're doing. Trust me even though I've been at my gym for over a year now and I'm working out twice a week I still look like a newb at my club. Somehow it's kinda unfair because my club is filled with super seniors and they will never be a match.


Oh well....these are my observations of gym junkies. What are yours? Would love to hear them.

That's it for now, until we read again

as always, love Marlies

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