Those People at the Gym

James2

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Everyone has 'em. That one (or in my case, more) person/people that you always see at the gym that you love to hate. Who are they? (P.S. this thread is a direct result of today being voted by me as "the worst trip to the gym i've had in years 'cause every douchebag in the planet went to the Golds off of Six Forks at noon")

Mine:

Mr. "I load the machines with too much weight, execute two reps with poor form, then don't break down the weights when I'm done" - This guy apparently works out at the three different Golds that I spread my time between.

Mrs. "I want to pick up a gym-boy, so I am going to hang out in my sports bra and cooch cutters in the freeweight section, flirting with anyone that comes close, but taking up valuable space and equipment" - I am not against pretty women wearing revealing clothing. I have no problem with that. I DO have a problem with a tiny girl taking up the ONLY upright bench with back support that the gym has (I've never seen a gym with more than one), for at LEAST 25 minutes while not really doing anything.

Mr. "I yell as loud as possible so everyone at the gym KNOWS how tough I am" - I don't mind a grunt or two. Hell, I grunt when exerting myself. However, this is not the movie "Pumping Iron", you are not Lou Ferrigno, and there is no need to scream while you are lifting.

Mr. "Spandex Man" and "Mr. I Give Terrible Lifting Advice"- Both of these are a very real character that works out at the Golds I used to work out at in Kansas City. He wore (head to toe) full on underarmor. Shirt, long pants, socks, and even an under armor beanie. He was reasonably well muscled, but no one wants to see his mamel toe. Also, he had quite possibly the worst form of anyone I had ever seen, and he GLORIED in it. He would walk up to people and try to "correct" their form. I once saw him telling some kid that he needs to swing his upper body while curling (as a perfect example).

And, my personal favorite: Mr. "I talk business on the cell phone both in the locker room, and while working out" - I have nothing really to say about this, as focusing on it might give me an aneurism.


Why go to the gym just so people can see that you're at the gym? Most people are there to get business done. People acting like idiots or dingleberries when there is no need to gets under my skin, and getting in peoples' way when they are trying to efficiently better themselves is just effin obnoxious.

Who are your "gym people"?
--James
 
I'm now gymphobic oe gymtimidated whatever it's called so I just have ginger kitty to contend with but before I became paranoid,...

1. two two girls (and they are girls, no woman would ever act liek that) who can't always get to the gym because they can't find parking because walking the 5 blocks ot the gym would cause them to sweat and heaven forbid they do that ( i swear to god she said she couldn't come because there was no parking and she hated to sweat)

2. Yoga princesses in their pristine white spandex outfits, thong line clearly visible (now keepin mind there are probably 2 straight guys in the entire gym - hell the entire neighborhood) who will trot on hte treadmill, then dab their forhead and leave...

3. The pumping iron boys who will flex in front of the mirrors (kiss their biceps - again, swear to god, i am not making that up) and then really never pump any iron..

4. The coffee clatch boys,4 of them, who gather on saturday morning witht heir sports drinks and power bars and weight lifting magazines and take over 3 machines as they discuss each move - leaving their crap on 3 different machines but never use any ofhte machines -flapping gums isnot a weight lift as far as I know.

5. The you're only walking, the gym is busy I need your treadmill so I can run type... More than once I've been asked to evict from the treadmill because I was "only" walking -yeah kiss my fat ass dude/dudette

6. The gym bunnies who don't get off the cell phone the entire time - going to the bathrrom, using the elliptical... everyhing...
 
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Haha, James, I think you just described a handful of members in my gym.... probably every gym.

My second biggest offender is the cell-phone talker. The guy was busting out his 20th set of bicep curls. He had the audacity to time with a stop watch, his rests between sets, and he'd pick his phone back up during this time to chat. His clock would beep, he'd tell moron #2 to hold on, and he'd go back to pumping up his 12 inch arms.

My least favorite is anyone taking up the squat rack. I have about 5 guys who like to do this. I wouldn't mind as much, but they don't do anything that is squat rack-worthy. Curling and such is not to be done in the rack.
 
At my gym we have what many would consider the ultimate tool.

He's about 5'8, 160. He goes around socializing most of the time. Has every technique I know of to pretend to move a lot of weight down pat. For example, he does all his squats on the smith machine. Doesn't go down very far (but his legs are wide enough to not look too stupid) and you can just see the flex in his delts everytime he lifts it. And acts like such a tough guy after.

He works out all the time and because of that he can lift a reasonable amount of weight...the type that never gives his body enough time to grow because he is constantly doing the same routine over and over again. His routines are so exercise specific...if the guy ever touched a dumbbell press I'm sure he couldnt touch 60 lbs a side!

That and his obnoxious baby blue track pants and his weight belt and lol...I could go on forever. It's hilariously annoying.

Michael
 
baby blue track pants and his weight belt and lol

Mike, you work out at the golds on six forks too???

While I can understand the need for things like weight belts and workout gloves, NOTHING says "Please hate me" more than the guy who benches with the weight belt he's been wearing the whole workout still on, while wearing weight lifting gloves.

Now, I can understand wearing weight lifting gloves. Not everyone wants to have my rough / tough calloused hands. However, to me, they are one of the biggest ways of ensuring that the strength you gain in the weight room never becomes applicable strength. What good is being able to curl 200 pounds when your hands are too soft to handle picking up anything of any considerable weigth?
 
Those fools who live wearing their weight belts don't even understand that they're taking important stabilizers out of the equation, causing more harm than good.

Going for a max effort squat or deadlift? Fine, put a belt on. Have some back issues? Ok.

But doing curls in your belt makes me want to rip your larynx out from your throat.

I've never been a glove wearer either.... but that doesn't bother me all that much. Some guys like pretty hands.
 
Two more, courtesy of today's "pull" day at the Glenwood Gold's Gym

Mr. "I am Peter Benton from E.R." - This guy would do a set of something, and finish, and look at himself in the mirror and flex/punch. One time, he even muay thai elbow-smashed the incline bench.

Mrs. "I am a trainer, but will tell a 40 year old lady that she can spot reduce her turkey arm" - My jaw almost dropped
 
Hmmm...I have nothing to add to this. My all-female circuit training gym is pretty cool. I have nothing to complain about. The only thing that annoys me is when someone noisily chews gum while working out. :D
 
I stopped going to the rec at my school because of the creepy locker room guys. The showers are your standard open style. Meaning there aren't any dividers, just shower heads. There are five on each wall. Usually I am the only one that jumps in the shower after working out. Then one day, this guy came in.

Nine other shower heads were open and he took the one directly next to me. Then he decided to start a conversation.

:waving:
 
My gym is a local one. The owner is French. He puts up signs that keep people in line, like "If you load it--unload it" and along those lines. My gym does not allow cell phones. There is a time limit on cardio machines. There are even signs in the bathroom that are smart assy, but inform you not to put feminine items in the toilet, or not to step on the tiles until you're dry from a shower. Santa Cruz locals tend to wear modest clothing, are down to earth, and friendly--this is the opposite of L.A.

These may seem strict, but I seldom if ever get annoyed at people because no one really does annoying things. I'm pretty lucky!!
 
Haha ty all for listing more reasons why I will NEVER visit the gym.
I already have a phobia about going to places like that and exersicing
in front of people (specialy the HOTT guys and the perfect shaped women)
OmG just when you think you seen it all there are actually people on cell
phones while working out lol geeesh.
 
The two ladies who come and work out on side by side treadmills complaining LOUDLY about everything in their lives. The cardio area is downstairs and the weights are upstairs and I can hear them there!! The reason they are so loud? They are wearing headphones to listen to the Home shopping network on the cardio theatre TV and cannot hear each other if they don't practically yell. ARGH. If you want to talk, don't wear headphones!

Also, the guy that brings his textbook to study. He sits down on a weight bench or machine, does a set of 8 reps, stays seated on the bench while he reads for 5 minutes, does another set, etc. Other people would like to work through! And, this means he is at the gym for at least 3 hours. Wouldn't it be more efficient to do your 30-60 minute work out and then go somewhere else to study??
 
Hmm, I'm glad I don't have time to go to the gym now it doesn't sound like I'd get much accomplished there. I only have about an hour a day to dedicate to exercise and I need to be 100% into it to get a good workout so the distractions would kill it for me. No matter how much variety a gym offers I doubt I could get a good workout so I'm very happy to stay at home and use my Hoist 100 and stationary bike. Though the convulsions and laughter from seeing cell phone person and flexy-punchy beefcake boy might burn more calories than my usually workout so who knows. How in the freak can someone talk on the phone and workout?
 

This morning I dropped into my gym ~6am. I started off with stretching, got into the Arc Trainer for 20 mins, a few stretches, then headed to the free weights. I'm getting situated at one of the benches when I hear this chick (late 20s... about 150 lbs...) giving her friend advice. "Yah... you don't want to do weights before you eat breakfast, because you'll bulk up ever more." It's funny, but hey, if that's what she believes, then by all means go on with your bad self. Suddenly, I start hearing this same chick giving other "new" members advice. "Yah... you don't want to do too many of those, because you'll end up flat" or "Your form's all off. Here... follow me." I came up with the name "She Who Knows Everything." A few of the regulars just smile at me and laugh, because they're getting a kick out of her antics.

I'm laying on the bench doing chest presses with my free weights, she walks pass, and I nearly dropped the weights. She was smelling RIPE... and I'm not talking armpits. I'm talking "crotch rot." It was horrible. So horrible, I had to move over a few benches down.

I continue with doing a set of military press with 20lb weights. No shit. She walks right infront of me and says, "You do realize that using heavy weights will only make you chubby looking, right?" My reply, "Thanks for the advice. Now get the fuck out of my face." A few of the guys (who I usually see in the mornings) call out to her, "Hey, don't go giving dumb advice, lady. Do some research before you end up hurting someone." This broad stands there with her hands on her hips and says, "For your information, I'm studying to be a CPT, so if anything, I'm helping you people for free." Oh Lord. One of those morons. I shake my head, laugh for a few, then continue what I was doing.

Minutes later, she walks up to me and says, "You know, there was no reason for you to get hostile with me earlier. I'm here to help people like you." She starts going on about how I should eat, workout, etc. After her 2 minutes of "I'm here to save your life speech," I just waved her off and told her I wasn't interested. She got offended and said, "Fine. Die of a heart attack. What do I care?" A few of the members were pissed off at her remark. Honestly, I didn't care. I just leaned in and told her, "Since you were so kind to give me advice. Here... let me give you a bit of advice as well. If you plan to 'work with people like me,' I suggest you investing in some Feminine Deodorant Spray or Vagisil. Better yet, work with clients who lack olfactory capabilities." I got a big "F U, bitch" from a lady who suffers from Crotch Rot.

My gym's full of freaks and dipshits. I love it.

-Sheryl

 
I'm lucky...

Morning,

I suppose I'm quite lucky - I go to my local YMCA and when I get to the free weights room, I'm there just to lift - I don't try to have any conversations with people nor encourage them at all. For the most part, nobody bothers me (although there was this one time a big bouncer-type guy kept trying to ask me for advice on power lifting (to which I remember thinking, my gosh, why ask me? What are you really trying to find out?)).

I'd hate to give up my gym time.

Barbara
 
My gym's full of freaks and dipshits. I love it.

That's part of why I reup my golds membership every month. Forget working out.

I go to my local YMCA

I used to love going to the Y when I was younger. Nice and cheap memberships, and you can swim after you lift. Nowadays, I can beat pretty much any applicable machine that is at the Y around me, and they don't have a great freeweight section, so I gotta go to a place like golds, and deal with the other meatheads.

I don't want to be part of any society that'd have me as a member
 
Aaaah yes!!! The people at the gym!!!

The size zero bimbo, bouncing up and down like a demented yo-yo, pony tail sticking out of her visor (why she needs a visor indoors is beyond my understanding, but there ya go!!!) iPod in one ear, and Bluetooth in the other, talking loudly because she can't herself speak over the "music" playing in the iPod ear...of course, everyone else can hear her boring business, and is yawning at the sound of it!!!

The meat-head guy, huffing and puffing through every rep...as long as anyone is looking...he STFUs as soon as no one is looking!

The "I'll be a soccer mom as soon as my brat grows up" woman screaming at her stinky diapered kid as he/she/it runs out of the child care room and across the gym, just missing meat-head man's dumbbell as he releases on his bicep curl!!!

The personal trainer chick (one particular bihotch) that struts across the gym in her, "gee I thought it was still the 80s" leg warmers and leotard, looking down her nose at anyone a size 2 or more!!!

Add to these people, the dozen or so other who think their sweat doesn't stain or stink...why else wouldn't they use the gym wipes to wipe down the equipment they just got done with?!?!?!?
Another half dozen middle-aged women all pedaling at snails pace on the stationary bikes, either talking to each other (loudly!!!) or reading romance novels!!!!
And the old boys, trying to lift the same weights they did when they were in the military during WW2, with wrinkles only a Shar Pei would find attractive, and ya'll just heard the many reasons why I invested in and only use my own home gym!!! :)
 
Aaaah yes!!! The people at the gym!!!

The size zero bimbo, bouncing up and down like a demented yo-yo, pony tail sticking out of her visor (why she needs a visor indoors is beyond my understanding, but there ya go!!!) iPod in one ear, and Bluetooth in the other, talking loudly because she can't herself speak over the "music" playing in the iPod ear...of course, everyone else can hear her boring business, and is yawning at the sound of it!!!

The meat-head guy, huffing and puffing through every rep...as long as anyone is looking...he STFUs as soon as no one is looking!

The "I'll be a soccer mom as soon as my brat grows up" woman screaming at her stinky diapered kid as he/she/it runs out of the child care room and across the gym, just missing meat-head man's dumbbell as he releases on his bicep curl!!!

The personal trainer chick (one particular bihotch) that struts across the gym in her, "gee I thought it was still the 80s" leg warmers and leotard, looking down her nose at anyone a size 2 or more!!!

Add to these people, the dozen or so other who think their sweat doesn't stain or stink...why else wouldn't they use the gym wipes to wipe down the equipment they just got done with?!?!?!?
Another half dozen middle-aged women all pedaling at snails pace on the stationary bikes, either talking to each other (loudly!!!) or reading romance novels!!!!
And the old boys, trying to lift the same weights they did when they were in the military during WW2, with wrinkles only a Shar Pei would find attractive, and ya'll just heard the many reasons why I invested in and only use my own home gym!!! :)

Because its a gym? If you weren't worrying about the different types of people in the gym and just focused on working out, maybe the smells and stains wouldn't get to you?

Or join that small group of people that wear beater clothes and shower after working out..
 
Aaah, another day, more gym folk to discuss:

Mr "Meat Gazer" - This fella was sitting down in the locker room when I went in to change... Nothing new, people sit down to put on their shoes all the time. The ENTIRE time i was changing / preparing, he just sat there, fully dressed, chewing his power bar, watching me... I mean, I GUESS it is cool and all if he wants to take a peek at the tenderloin, but if I wind up missing, someone forward this post to the authorities. Uber creepy.

GOOD ONE:
Mr. "I am big and actually know how to spot" - OOOH THANK GOD. For ONCE, I have asked someone else to help spot, and wasn't immediately sorry for doing it. He spotted me through my set, I spotted him through his, and all was well with the world. He didn't jerk weight off of me, he didn't let it sit on me. It was JUST right... I may be developing a man-crush...
 
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