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The Weekly Eye Roll

Last Tuesday, my schedule got a little messed up.  I ended up going to the gym at a completely different time of day from normal -- several hours past my usual Pilates class.  So I worked on the weight floor for a while.

It was there . . . that the idea for a new blog feature was born!

Yes.  Let me introduce you to . . . The Weekly Eye Roll.*



Last Tuesday, I was using the weight machines at my gym for an upper body strength workout.  The gym was pretty quiet - it being early afternoon and all.  But there are always Those Guys in the weight area.  And, if you spend any time at the gym, you probably know just who I'm talking about.

The Meathead Guys.  (And the Meathead Wannabes.)  (And sometimes their Groupies.)


I was working my way through the machines, and listening to an audiobook on my iPod.  Targeting my deltoids . . . and lats . . . and biceps-triceps-chest.  Doing shoulder presses and rows and curls. (Even pull ups.)  When I noticed two guys . . . about my age . . . looking, well, a little too into themselves (if you know what I mean) using the same machines as me, but a little frenetically.  As in . . . talking broadcasting to each other while quickly moving from machine to machine.

I mean, I could hear these guys broadcasting OVER the audiobook I was listening to.  (They were so distracting I actually had to give up on listening to my book.)

Then, I noticed that one of the guys was a "Grunter." Yeah.  One of those.  He grunted - loud and ostentatiously - with EVERY movement.  Every. Single. Movement.

Bicep curl . . . UHHHHHH.

Bicep curl . . . UHHHHHHHH.

Bicep curl . . . UHHHHHHHHHHH.

And then, he would throw down the grip portion of the weight machine, with his weights crashing (to loud and dramatic effect) and pace around . . . like it was some sort of Olympic effort.  A total show.

Over and over and over again.

So tiresome.

So tedious.

So stupid.


Really, guy?


What is that even about?????

(What I really, truly wanted to do?  Go over and tell the guy, "If it's that hard for you, maybe you should use lighter weights.  And do fewer reps.")

(But I didn't.)

(I'm hoping he noticed my eye rolls, though.)

Happy Friday!  Have a great weekend!


* Which probably won't actually be weekly.  Just sayin.



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OMGosh... bwahahahahahahahahaha. Really. I am pretty sure testosterone kills brain cells. I am reminded by the SNL skits with Hans and Frans... I'm gonna pump you up! Hahahahahahahahaha.


As the sole female in my household, I can see that this guy suffers from TMT syndrome (Too Much Testosterone). I love the man I married and the two that I raised, but sometimes even they suffer from this prevalent malady. Here's hoping your gym time is not interrupted by grunts and weight crashing (but I do love a good eye roll)!


I do know the guys you mean and they are one of the reasons I joined the Y instead of a regular gym - there just aren't as many of those guys at the Y. That said, what the Y does have is lots and lots of old men. And they stand around - in FRONT of the machines so you have to ask them to move - gabbing away. I call it Old Man Town and it drives me crazy.


I hope that next time you give in to your urge to go over and say that to him. "If this is so hard for you" ha ha ha. Be sure and tell us what he says. We had one of those in our gym a year or so ago but either he started going at a time when I'm not there or he quit coming; either way, Yay.


GAH! The Grunters make me nuts, because 99% of the time, I'm convinced they are just doing to so other people will pay attention. Of course there are also the Sweat Champions who never clean off the equipment they just used.

To quote George Constanza: "We're living in a SOCIETY!"


That would drive me nuts!! I did join a gym a couple of years ago, but quit (and got my money back) after a couple of weeks. I couldn't stand the other people there! Some of the girls/women were just as bad - obviously only there to catch everyone's eye. Oy vey!


My husband will sit downstairs (while we watch tv) - and every single night, he yawns and then makes this loud ahhh sound (can't explain it) - and he does it - over and over and OVER again! It is a wonder that I have managed not to throw something really heavy at his head - ha!

Linda in VA


Sounds like the GUYS who NEED to be noticed. And yes, la de fricking da, is right.


oh ugh ... what a way to spoil a perfectly good workout. eye rolls for sure. but also really sad that they need that much attention. what happened to acting like a grown up?!


The dropping! Total eye roll. Really dude??? Here's to people and their entertainment factors!

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