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If you are an avid exerciser and belong to a fitness center the following faux pas could ring a bell. Some might ring louder than others, depending upon your personal pet peeves.
Can you say monopoly?
Its 5:30 pm, you just arrived at the gym from work, it’s a zoo! The meathead (that’s Mr. Meathead to you) is taking up two or more pieces of equipment as he super sets. Just about everything in the gym is taken and this fool is monopolizing not just one piece but many. You ask to work in with Mr. Meathead and he gives you the look of death, unreal, but true.
That divine manly locker room scent.
Oh my god, it’s so bad you can’t breathe, I’m not kidding either. These are the members who store and re-wear gym clothes that have remained in their locker for a mysterious period of time. Sometimes I wonder where his good friends are to share the secret everyone knows, but him.
Jug Heads.
After completing your leg routine, you’re as thirsty as a camel and Mr. or Ms. Courtesy is filling up their jug size water bottle. While waiting in line to use the water fountain, you envision yourself quenching those dry and thirsty lips. After an eternity passes, it’s your turn to guzzle and as your mouth makes contact the water is warm!
Just in case, you can’t count.
In case you cannot count your own repetitions, there’s always a Personal trainer who counts and counts loudly. This is not only a nuisance, but it throws off your repetition count.
Member Overdose (OD)
You’re focused, working hard and sweating your behind off. Along comes a couple dressed in threads like they’re ready to hit the town. You think they’re in the wrong kind of club. They pass by and emit the strongest cologne/perfume you have ever smelled, classic case of OD violators. Now you’re distracted; you gag, sneeze and cough. So much for the great workout.
A present for you
This is my number one pet peeve. I feel the worst for women when it happens. After Charlie the Truck is done with his monster leg workout he figures why strip the weight when someone else will probably use it next, how thoughtful. Charlie doesn’t leave a 10 or 25 pound plate on the equipment. Oh no, he leaves over 300 pounds plus. Don’t bother with your own workout just pick up after Charlie. That should be plenty. Ughhhhh.
These are some of my pet peeves I see daily when I am working out and they drive me nuts. What’s your fitness pet peeve? Ever confront these offenders? If yes, what happened?
Ever walk back into the locker room after your workout to find the guy you stands right by the entry door naked talking to whoever will listen with his junk hanging out? What the hell is that about? Cruises up to people and wants to have a conversation....naked....junk out.
Maybe it's just me but I don't dig that. I wonder women experience a similar phenomenon in their locker room.
Or how about the person who sweats like it's raining and leaves their monsoon all over the gym. Like their proud of how much they sweat. Ok, workout hard, sweat, but clean it up!
Good call Nathan.
I was going to add the guys who walk around, brush their teeth, invade your persoanl space while engaging in conversation while their "junk" is hangin out. I can't figure that out, probably never will either. YES! The heavy sweaters who leave their trail like Hansel and Gretel need to be courteous and respectful and clean the equipment after they use it. Hopefully they read this!
Hi guys,
Here's my gym pet peeve with some women. PERFUME. There's nothing worse than being mid-workout on the elliptical, etc., when some gym diva climbs aboard the adjacent machine doused in her favorite overprice cologne. The smell becomes more pronounced as her skin heats up and perspiration ensues. I have a headache by the time I'm done.
Another women pet peeve: the best girlfriends who workout together- and my workout, I mean They usually set up camp in front of my machine for their mindless gab fest right as my MP3 player runs out of juice. I have fantasies about jamming free weights in their pie holes.
Men who belch whilst exercising. First of all, gross. These gas bags must ingest a pound of kielbasa before heading to the gym. The harder they work out the more they burp. The gym fans usually blow the Hurricane Gassy in my direction. Not pleasant.
If you recognize yourselves in any of the above descriptions, please stop.
Thanks,
TJP
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