[updated on demand from certain quarters]
I am adding a few further categories to my previous gym peeves, mainly to do with gossipers:
Women Gossipers: Yeah – call me sexist, call me a chauvanist, but I have had it with the gaggle of twenty-something, usally skinny and lissome women who treat the first hour of morning in the gym as an opportunity to catch up on all sorts of gossips in obnoxiously loud, tinny and giggly voices. Even with the high humidity in our non-AC gym, members of this category hardly shake a sweat and the heaviest workout is received by the muscles controlling their mouths.
Is it really neccessary that I share in the knowlegde that Jason might be cheating, and the new guy Andrew is cute but has b.o., and that Jojo is not really the bitch they had initially thought she was ? For the amount of effort put in, they could have very well had a morning tea-party and burnt equivalent calories.
But then, they do brighten up the gym 
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The Oldest Member(s): There are several, but one particular guy gets my vote. This guy’s gym routine involves taking a 10 minute break after each set to talk to some person – young or old and he seems to be friends with almost everyone – while launching into detailed narratives of his weekend activities (either what happend or what is planned dpeending on early/late part of the week). Not totally unlike his more famous literary counterpart.
Actually, what is it with all the talking and socializing in the gym ? It is a serious place (at least I consider it so). You are supposed to work yourself to exhaustion and not have energy left-over for anything else. Sometimes I feel like paraphrasing Roy Symonds: ‘ A gym is no place to be friendly with other members’ !
And yes – there is another category: guys like me who get easily distracted by such conversations.
Happy Leap Day !
You know what bugs me more : These women will talk about everything in a loud voice, share all kinds of intimate details of another person with the rest of the world and then suddenly, for one particular detail, they will lower their voice and speak into the other person’s ear. I mean, what can they be possibly gossiping about that is more confidential than the rest of the shit they’ve spewed till now? And why can’t they maintain that ear-level tone of voice throughout? But then they will recommence their normal gossiping level of voice again.
Score one for living in countries where they don’t speak your language(s).
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LOL @ the rant and @ Gawker!!!
/ gone to bring the brigade. :p
TGFI,
Down with feminazis.. down down
In-ear headphones exist for a reason, you know.
And totally agree with Gawker – it’s much worse when they suddenly break into whisper. Not only does this mean you miss the punchline, said whispering is usually followed by high-pitched giggles. Often punctuated by glances in one’s direction.
At times like this one asks oneself, how would Cary Grant handle this.
@gawker: LoL !
@Vivek: That would actually bother me more.
@TGFI: bring ‘em on
@Confused: why this sudden jihad ?
@Falstaff: In-ear headphones – and miss out on the fun ?
. Seriously though, I have tried them but the wires get in the way. Thanks for reminding me about the Cary Grant scene.
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Headphones, dude. They will solve your entire problem.