The Gym and Its Entertainers
Going to the gym can be quite entertaining. There are the social athletes who are there to connect with friends and acquaintances; then there are the serious athletes who are committed to their structured routines. And the last group of athletes is the seasonal athletes because of their drive to execute the New Year’s Eve resolution they made while indulging in a last cocktail before the resolution commences the next Monday.
When entering the gym each morning, proceeding before me are the Social Athletes. I graciously maneuver around the group of socialites while they muddle the entrance of the gym. These entertainers find the need to consort with others of their identicalness, they conglomerate right at the front desk not allowing any that are not in their pack through without some complication. As I titter under my breath trying to be patient, yet also amused at the array of attire, the new sneakers and sweat outfits matching in both brand name and color. I observe the clothing and know that the most workouts these ensembles have seen are the friction of sliding of the derriere in and out of the new sports cars and the lounge chairs at Starbucks. I can assume this because of the worn and fading of the posterior of the britches and the caramel macchiato stain on the sleeve of the plush sweat jacket. At times these athletes do make it to the treadmill only to become particularly engrossed in the food network channel.
The second group of athletes I observe from afar are the Serious Athletes. Each day implementing new routines and making the techniques being first and foremost. Whether it be adding more duration to the workout or pushing themselves to their utmost potential. Often I see the serious athletes dominating the gym, the husky, throaty grunts, sweat dripping down their brow and the clamorous sound made as the weight bar is lowered down to its primitive position. The serious athlete then orbits around the equipment as if he were a lion contemplating his next kill; he then looks up as if to observe if anyone has witnessed this assassination. Then I see the gleam of gratification of his success in his eyes.
The very last group of athletes I can distinguish and find generally entertaining are the Seasonal Athletes. From what I can perceive Seasonal Athletes fulfilling a New Year’s Resolution, a goal made one day and forgot the next. I find it true to be, that these athletes are committed in the months of January through March. A membership fee is paid for three months and only frequented days are three days of the first month. Vowing to get fit, to get off the coach, give up “Days of Our Lives” and “Oprah” for the three committed months. After examining the Seasonal Athletes for a short period I fascinated to know, which of these mortals will go home and view these episodes previously recorded on their DVR, while frequenting the gym.
I have yet to figure out which consort I find most entertaining. Perhaps after much contemplation and observation I will prevail. Or perhaps after I have resolved where my position might be in one these three groups, I will be more at leisure to state the actuality. I do know without reservation, I am not a component of the Serious Athletic group, nor do I conceive of ever becoming one.
