I joined a gym a month or three back. I paid a bulk amount rather than make monthly payments, so I belong forever, or at least until they go out of business. I’m not particularly good at the gym; I ride a bike/walk a treadmill and do leg exercises; but I go and I ride a bike/walk a treadmill and do leg exercises, so that’s a good thing. The bikes and all the other cardio machines are perfectly positioned so that I can feast my eyes on any of 20 different televisions or look into the mirror to check out the goings on behind me. The treadmills are pushed up against the mirrors, so when I go on those I get to look at me. I can look at the goings on as well but directly in front of me is still going to be me.
When I do take a gander at the people, though, what entertainment:
There’s a lady who comes in wearing a nice shorts outfit with cute sandals. She is very tan and has her terribly died hair all blown out straight and make-up on. She brings a magazine, which she reads while she walks the elliptical for about 30 minutes. In her cute outfit wearing her cute sandals.
There was a girl there today who I had to wait for, “using” a machine I wanted to use, while she Snap-chatted. Apparently her friends want to see her sweat. I didn’t, but I’m not her friend, so…
There is an elderly woman who enjoys the social aspect of the gym. She comes in dressed to the 9s in cute gym clothes and sneakers, rides her little bike for 5 minutes (yes, 5) and then walks around chatting up the old men. I’m super not kidding at all. It’s hilarious.
Men seem to always work out as a team, even on the machines where they don’t need to be spotted (assisted). That’s all good and fine, except they often spend more time chatting than working out, which more than doubles the length of time I have to wait.
Don’t get me wrong, I don’t get frustrated or annoyed or angry at these people, as some would assume. These are just observations and I just move around them and hope to get access to what I want.
Since I’m pointing out others’ flaws, what would you see if you watched me? You’d see an overweight woman who can’t hold onto the side handles of the bicycle as easily as most because her hips touch them. You’d see a towel over the screen so I can’t see how little time has passed and hopefully it will pass quicker. You’d usually see me without makeup and with my hair pulled back but today you would have seen me with makeup ON due to timing issues. You would see me sweaty but pale; the flush comes on when I’m done. You’d see me frustrated and proud and humored.
You’d see me, though. Today, tomorrow and Friday. You’d see me.