I'm off to the gym in a while, and I am still really enjoying it, it definitely gives me a bit of inner calm which helps me cope with the rest of the day. Recently though it's been so busy, I suppose everyone is all motivated after Christmas! How long will it last huh? Because it is so busy it's changed a bit, now it's difficult to escape some of the things I would have previously managed to avoid.
The machines are really close together and until now people would place themselves so there would be an empty piece of equipment between them and the next person, which is good, because sometimes people smell...I'm sorry but they do. Well it's either them or their smelly gym clothes, maybe they don't change them daily? I don't know. Then there are the people (mostly hi=airy overweight men, MOSTLY) who like to shower you with their sweat as they work out! GROSS! I mean really really gross, why do they do this, is it something they think is sexy? They all have towels with them, they wipe off the equipment but won't wipe the rivers of sweat away from their own faces!
So all this sweat results in pheromones (allegedly) and I've noticed something interesting in the gym since I went back two weeks ago, guys hitting on girls! In the gym, when the girls look like shite and the guys smell like it! I had a guy ask me if I knew how to programme the bike the other day??? I was on the treadmill! There seems to be a spring fever in the air! I suppose the place is a good way to start conversations such as "Hey you look cardiovascularly fit, how about we compare our stride while I spray my sweat all over you?" or " Wow, your ass looks so good in Lycra, I'd love to bench press you into next week". I know, I know....sad sad woman! I only tell the truth, and this is what's happening.
It's not just in the gym either, Monday night I decided to do a grocery shop in my local Superquinn, and I've never shopped in the evening on a Monday.....OH! MY! GOD! Men galore, if there are any single women out there who fancy picking up a man who knows his ricotta from his goats cheese then head down. I swear I was the only person there with a trolley, it was all singles with their little baskets (70% men) I was the freak, the only one buying kid friendly food and nappies (the only one in the baby aisle). On the other hand the wine section and the "gourmet ready meals" sections were hopping!
It's crazy, maybe cos Valentines day is coming people are panicking...."oh god, that bloody soppy day, I need a woman, quick, anyone will do?" Now you all hate me for mentioning it....I don't like it, think it's created to make money for the fascist florists who secretly rule the world, Elton John is their evil overlord! I know for some people it is the only time their partner will show them romance (in a highly organised, over done and over priced manner), but I still hate it, Oh I want my card but that's it, to me a card with a well meaning sentiment written in it is more important that a crappy meal or a bunch of evil overpriced roses (Red roses are so cliched anyway) But we all panic and we all fell like we have to be "romantic" in a very particular way, all at the same time....it's funny isn't it!