Well, it's that time of year again. Time for all the New Year's resolution people to come out and make the gym hell to go to. I was being a puss tonight and decided I'd trade running outside in the cold for running inside on the treadmill. I should have known better, it being the first Monday after New Years.
I pull up to the gym and both parking lots are packed. I should have just turned around and gone home at that point. But no, I was thinking maybe everyone was there for step class, or something. My second clue should have been the fact that every single first row locker was taken. It pisses me off when people dont use locks, because I go around opening 5 million lockers, all of them full of someone elses shit before I find an open one. At least if you use a lock I know it's taken. Next time I'm stealing something.
So I lock up my stuff and go upstairs, and of course all the treadmills are taken. Half of which were taken by fuckers who were just walking. Perfect. And the "jogging" track is clogged up with a bunch of walkers walking 4 wide making it impossible for anyone to run. But, I figured I'd attempt to run a few laps while I waited for a treadmill to open up. I'm running, dodging fat walkers left and right, along with a couple other poor souls who just wanted to run, I come back around to by the treadmills, and some guy is getting off. Fantastic! So I go over and hop on, and some fat bitch comes up and goes "EXCUSE ME!!!! I was wating for that for FIVE MINUTES!!!!". I said "yeah, so was I, I was just RUNNING while I did it." I almost added "you should try it, it might help" while looking her up and down giving her my best "you are fat and ugly and disgusting" look. But I didn't. I also let her have the damn treadmill. I'm getting soft in my old age. But hey, she had a good hundy on me so I didnt want to start anything that I wasnt sure I could win.
I couldnt stand the thought of trying to run on the track anymore, so I just left. On my way back into our neighborhood, I passed Dan on his way out. I knew he was headed up to the gym, so I called him and was like "dont EVEN bother, it is too fucking crowded". I wasnt going to let the fat fuck resolution people keep me from getting my workout in, so I threw on my running pants when I got home and finished up outside. Luckily I only had 2 miles planned for tonight. Unfortunately, I was still so pissed when I left the house that I forgot my headband and gloves and I froze.
I FUCKING HATE NEW YEARS RESOLUTION PEOPLE AT THE GYM!!! Gah, they make it virtually IMPOSSIBLE for anyone who actually does give two shits about their health to get anything done. Maybe if you tried actually working out YEAR ROUND you wouldnt be in such a frenzy to lose a few pounds in January after you just spent the last two months stuffing your face. I am just going to have to forego the gym on weeknights for the next month or so. I guess I shouldn't complain, at least I have enough balls to run outside on a below freezing January night.
PS- I apologize for all the F-bombs, but as this just happened tonight, my rage still has not subsided.