We have discovered we are not gym people. We belong to a 24-Hour Fitness and while we both love working out, it has simply gotten to much to bear to walk into the place anymore. Let me explain:
1. The hard sell. This is more annoying to me than anything. I pay money to go to this gym. Therefore, I find it completely offensive that they seem to think it's OK to try and grab my attention as I'm walking in and try to sell me additional memberships, training sessions, nutritional advice and even prod me for the information of my friends and family. Um, hello? I want to work out, not run the frigging gauntlet like I have to at the mall to circumvent those aggravating "cart people" in front of stores hawking Amway moisturizers, radio-controlled helicopters and bling baby clothes. I pay to be here which means I get to ignore salespeople. Don't you know how that works?
2. The chatty trainers with their stupid clients. I get the point of a trainer. I think it's great that you can pay someone to help you work out if you're a moron. What I don't get is why these people need to stand next to me and talk in their "outside voices" so I can barely hear the T Rex blaring from my buds. If you need to consult with your clients, please do so using your "inside voice" and maybe there should even be a special moron section where you take training sessions, away from everyone else who has managed to figure out the treadmill buttons on their own.
3. Sweaty men. Dang boys can sweat yo! I'm reminded of this when I grab a spot on the elliptical, touch the handlebars and get a nice handful of wet boy all over my paws. I am so glad I am a girl.
4. Cell phones. This one is probably obvious and cliche... but please do not bring your cell phone to the gym and THEN CALL SOMEONE ON IT AND HAVE A CONVERSATION. If you do this, my husband will shush you like you never have been shushed before. If you are rich and have a home gym and an assistant and a G4, then you may talk on the phone while working out. If you are a plebeian and go to 24-Hour Fitness in East County San Diego then you are not allowed to talk on the phone while working out. Flippin walk outside like a normal person to talk about work or a date or whatever dumb convo you need to have. Don't inflict your stupid convo on me. I am listening to T Rex.
There's more but I need to run. All of the above left Ned and I without a choice - we must buy Wii Fit in the hope that maybe someday we would not need 24-Hour Fitness anymore.
Luckily, it's everything we could have hoped for and more. I'm actually liking Yoga, the short exercises are perfect for distracted fools like me and it takes a fraction of the time to do my routine since there's no driving/gauntlet running required. Props to Wii Fit!
No comments:
Post a Comment