Sunday, March 8, 2015

Shut The F*ck up


There's an interesting phenomenon happening at my YMCA.

For years, I was always a morning person with respect to gym attendance. I'd drag my ass out of bed at 5 am to get to the gym for 5:30 for spin classes. When I took my new job earlier in the year, I switched gears and now when I go to the gym, it's after work.

It's a different crowd, afterwork. I am of the opinion that most people who are dragging their ass out of bed at 4:30 am to get to the gym at 5 am and sit on a spin bike ain't there to fool around and play grab-ass with the guy/ girl sitting next to them. They are there to get the job done, shower, and then go put up with their miserable day job for the next nine hours.  So my guess is, at the YMCA at 5 am in 12 degree weather is probably the very last place they would rather be. They would rather be home, snuggled in bed, snoring happily and dreaming about puppies and unicorns and candy corn.

So now I am relegated to going afterwork.

To my follow spin class attendees: please just shut the f*ck up.

The first ten minutes of every class is permeated with at least 4-5 people who are just blabbering away with their neighbor as they go through the half-assed motions of spinning the cranks on level 0.