Friday, January 16, 2009

Fitness Friday: fellow gym-goers

Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! I am jolted out of my reverie. Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Thankfully my legs continue to jog valiantly, keeping me seemingly stationary on the treadmill as the rubber beneath me continues to churn at 3.5 mph.

in place, moving forward
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I blink a few times to bring my eyes back into focus. Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! In the meantime, my music, which I usually keep at the bare minimum of hearing because I don't want to get deafened more than necessary, is being drowned out by that dratted Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!

I look around. I see the source of the noise. Looks like I'm going to have to name him Mr Elephant. Seriously. If you make that much noise while running on the treadmill, I think you're hurting yourself big time. Try to run *lightly*, dude!!

Congratulations, Mr Elephant, you are the newest member of the ignominious group of gym-goers Kosh and I can't help but make fun of.

There's Mr Grunt, or was it Mr Groan? Doesn't matter, really: he does both! It's like he's having sex right there in the gym as he's lifting weights. Dude, if you're grunting that loudly, that much, at every. single. rep. in your set. then I *think* you might *just* be taxing yourself a *bit* too much. Unless you really have no sense of decorum and are totally oblivious that you're making other people majorly uncomfortable.

There is the one person we try to avoid at all costs, though. Mr Stinky. The name says it all. He just needs to step into the room and his aroma permeates everywhere; now it's even worse because it mingles with the rubbery smell of the new floors, resulting in olfactory senses overload. Thankfully for me, I have this built-in ability where I can unthinkingly just. not. smell him. Kosh is not so lucky. So much so that we've tried to figure out what his schedule seems to be like, so that we minimise or totally avoid any exposure to Mr Stinky's reek.

Hopefully we won't be adding any more people to this group!

Have a good weekend, y'all!

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3 comments:

  1. I think we must go to the same gym, because I know exactly who you're describing! One of my favorites is Ms. Sing-along. For some reason, she thinks that because HER music is loud, it's okay for her to sing along with it...yeah, not so pretty.

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  2. Oh, poor guy. It is sometimes hard to get the hang of the treadmill. I hope he figures it out!

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  3. hahha! then there's that Mr. Fart, grrr... I was next to him in a treadmill and gezz, he farted 3 times, as in yuck so stinky! I had to finish my 40-min jogging so, I can't stop...

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