Clichés abound
So much for not having New Year’s resolutions. Jean-Jacques and I joined a gym on January 2nd. It’s not really a resolution, we always belong to a gym. We like to exercise. It just happens to be around the time people make resolutions they never keep. No matter where you are there are still the same cast of characters in a gym.
The guy who watches the group exercise classes. Why, who knows? I don’t think it is lecherous, he is usually good enough looking that he wouldn’t need to do such things.
The very gay one who is not ugly but wears things way too tight, making him kind of ugly.
The multi-ethnic multiracial aerobics instructor who drives the men and women wild.
THE SMELL.
The one who uses the entire strength training area as their own circuit training space, i.e. he, it is usually a he, puts towel, his shirt, a sock, a shoe, on various pieces of equipment as if I am not going to use it because he is holding it indefinitely. I better throw this sock away before someone sits on this piece of equipment that has been tainted. Oh was that yours? I’m so sorry, bless your heart.
The one, it is usually a woman, who goes to a group exercise class but doesn’t follow the class, she has her own routine. Why go to the class, I don’t know, but we sure have fun watching you and definitely talking about you later. No don’t worry, your legs aren’t distracting me, I understand, being upside down is good for you circulation, I know the middle of the room is the warmest part of the room, but I draw the line at your Empowered Self breathing techniques, you are not Bruce Lee and you are not pregnant, you have no business breathing like that.
The overly aggressive massage therapist who makes you think twice about a massage while staring at their forearms.
The one who punishes themself. Think “Your Friends and Neighbors”, they are easy to spot, they usually have a severe haircut.
I’m sure there are others but these were the ones we identified on our first day at the gym.
I haven’t been to a gym since I left high school, but you make it seem like fun.
I do think it is fun.
You forgot me, the one who is conspicuous by his absence.
We’ll call the ones who sign up for the gym but never go Casper, as in the friendly ghost, as in causes no problem but cannot be seen anyway.
I wonder if we go to the same gym!
Seriously though, we joined Euforie. It has 4 locations and you can go to all of them and they have lots of group exercise classes, esp Pilates.
We took the 2 year membership and it winds up being just over 1€ per day. I know I sound like the sales person and we can’t barely afford it right now but put into that perspective it didn’t seem so much.
When is the dollar not going to suck or at least when will we earn some Euros?
I know people believe that after the primaries consumer confidence will rise and the exchange rate will get better but I cannot find a solid economic argument in that. I hope it is true, but I am not holding my breath.
Ah, no, it’s not the same — I go to the other chain — Movida.
All I can say about the exchange rate is that (I earn euros) it made parts of my Christmas trip to Florida seem cheap.
I am ready to stock shelves or some such nonsense to earn a few Euros. I actually can work but haven’t even spent a minute looking for jobs. They have to pay more than my online efforts do, otherwise they will just steal my time.