I love it when at 4:30am I am one of 10 people in a gym that can fit 400 people, but somehow everyone there is working out within 5-10 feet from each other. We seem to gravitate to the same equipment despite the hundreds of free machines to choose from. Oh to be sought after as much as free-cables…we should all be so lucky! It is in this place, haha, that all man rules are infringed upon while nearly all man points are nowhere to be found when we all crash together that early in the morning…bad breath, beading sweat, and those awkward grunts that are much easier to pretend to not notice when you are a preferable 100 feet away.
It feels a bit like what I imagine being in a sitcom would feel like. And since that’s not clearly enough to enjoy, I then keep my headphones in, but pause the song entirely in the hope to secretly listen into the outside world. Wow, it’s like eavesdropping out in the open! I feel like like I’m cheating on my fellow human; kind of like kissing with your eyes open. Anyway, just a few humorous musings about the wanderings of a select few who beautifully disregard the American 5 foot cushion we’ve all bought into. I Love my tiny-huge gym.