I recently trained at another gym and found the wildlife not so much different but just a variation of what i was used to seeing. One guy in his late fifties came strutting towards me looking like he had watermelons under his arms. He was wearing a baseball hat with hair sticking from under it like it may have been sown into the lining of the hat. He obviously figured that he was massive the way he strutted from one mirror to the next arms out wide and taking shooting glances at himself.
The emperor’s new clothes
I'm not sure what he was seeing when he looks in the mirror but I'm sure it most definitely wasn't what i saw. Sloppy lats covered in pock marks no shoulders skinny arms dangling from a torso that was more at home on a sofa eating chips than perusing the mirrors of the gym. It was not long before my attention was drawn away by another peacock, big black dude with a little tuft of hair on his pumpkin head. He wasn't showing anyone his physique until he was pumped to the max. Once the Michelin man was blown to full capacity off came the sweat shirt and out fanned the lats. I think after a few glances he was disappointed with what he saw so the sweats went back on.
The eclectic gym rats
It’s interesting sometimes to just look around and see what’s going on in the gym it would seem there's always a few characters that provide monetary entertainment in between your own sets. The gym environment is really a strange eclectic mix of individuals that under any other circumstances would never share the same space, that's what i like about the gym it’s a great leveller we all have our peccadillos.
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