|One of the few photos that exist of me in athletic attire|
My latest gym pet peeve: Gymming as a group social activity. Like telecommuters in a café, people come to the gym to be alone in the company of strangers, as oxymoronic as that sounds. I have a hard time with people who converse loudly and unreservedly while pedaling away on adjacent elliptical machines or stationary bikes, making a special effort to talk over the murmur of exercise machines. If these offenders were more aware of their surroundings, they would realize that although everyone at the gym wears earbuds, most are not noise-cancelling, and the gym floor is silent save for the sounds of ambient music and the aforementioned exercise machines (and probably some grunting), so everybody can hear everything in a place with poor noise insulation. (Never anger someone who is already really sweaty) And it’s not like I can pick up and move the treadmill so I can jog somewhere quieter in a climate-controlled environment!
Just a few more months just a few more months just a few more months.