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Gym Party Foul

Dear Diary
 
Last week on holiday I didn’t get to work out once. Now, I did go on multiple mile hikes every day and even biked 20 miles one particular day, but I still missed the gym. So it was great to get back to working out yesterday. I decided that it was going to be a heavy lifting/cardio day, and as I did my workout I looked around at all the familiar characters I’d come to know. Some of the guys in the weight room I recognize from their frequently ‘interesting gettups’, loud gruntings or 80’s weightlifter hairdos. I saw the girls that rule the group exercise classes, dressed impeccably in head to toe LuLuLemon and the elite female athletes whose bodies I’d die for. I have come to silently know and love these people as I see them as a part of the fabric of my gym life. However, there is one subset of folks at the gym, and they seem to come from all groups and cliques, that I have come to dread; the Cardio Machine Heavy Breather Person. This person could be on the bike, the elliptical, the stair climber – whatever – but THEY BREATHE ON ME! I don’t want your hot, used breath on me! Just please look forward and keep your breath to yourself. In the immortal words of Johnny Castle from Dirty Dancing “This is my dance space, that is your dance space” KEEP YOUR SMELLY GYM BREATH IN YOUR DANCE SPACE!”  Thank you.

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