Since Chris is a personal trainer and has basically lived at the gym for the last two and a half years of his life, I've learned a lot about the silent dos and don'ts of the fitness room. There's a certain etiquette that is just understood among members, and your inexperience can really shine through if you unwittingly commit a faux pas.
Coming from a background of complete inexperience with a "real" gym (I guess the "weight room" at Immaculate Conception doesn't count in real life?), I tend not to judge people who have no clue. This exact thing is what prevented me from visiting the gym for so many years, and it still keeps me away from the hardcore weightlifting area where all the gym rats congregate.
HOWEVER. Last night I had a moment, and I almost whaled on these two OBVIOUSLY NEW ladies who stole my workout bench the minute after I'd gotten up. I was doing my arm workouts, and I usually do three sets of chest flys, for which I need the bench. I'd only done one chest fly, and they came over and took the bench from me. I was pretty into my workout, so my anger at them flooded my body and came out in the form of sideways glares and severe eye-rolling. Mature, I know, but I'm a wimp and didn't really want to ask them to move. I should have though.
Chris has always told me that you have to keep an eye on people to see what their rotation is so that you don't accidentally do exactly what just happened. Instead, these biddies PARKED THEMSELVES on the bench and stayed there well past the end of my arm workout. Ugh.
The good news is that I got a great workout in, hit my steps for the day, stayed under my calorie goal, won the FitBit challenge, totally reorganized my closet, had a delicious dinner (Thai Lemongrass Green Curry Chicken and Rice) thanks to Mary, and spent time with Jane. Yay for good Mondays!
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