I haaaaaaate the gym. I practically break out in hives I hate it so much.
It’s about that time of year again — the time when all gyms (big and small) see an influx of memberships for the New Year.
1. Storytelling From time to time I work out with someone for the first time. I put my headphones in and it happens. Every. Single. Time.
All I need is a banana and some pre-workout supplement to really set the pump off.
This is a relationship on your time and the gym can only give you as much as you’ll let it.
I’m a personal trainer who spends roughly 50 hours a week in a big commercial gym that resembles Globo Gym from the movie Dodgeball.
1. Oh god. I have no idea how to use any of these machines anymore. I scan the gym and decide the treadmill is the safest bet. I basically push it and go, right?
My shirt is from a donut shop — a hipster donut shop, yes, but still. Who wears a donut shop shirt to the gym? Me, that’s who. God they’re like horses they can smell my fear, they know I don’t belong.
Yesterday, my free 21-day trial pass to Gold’s Gym expired. It has been a good run, but it has made me reflect on why I do not believe in gym memberships.
2. “You look great but the muscular look is just not for me.”