i like my gym. it's quiet. i like quiet. i don't have to wait for people to use a machine or weights, i don't have to avoid running into someone or dodge their workout. i don't have to deal with uncomfortable eye-contact-avoidance. yet, today, there was a stranger in the mix: big veiny arms, a little older, and talkative. it didn't bother me for the first part of my workout, but after the third guy in the gym left, he HAD to talk to me.
i work out with my headphones for a reason. i like the focus and protection they provide. it is a silent code saying, "don't bother, i'm in my zone.' yet, this dude felt the need to spark up a conversation. he would just start talking to me. i suppose, i could have just smiled and nodded; but that's just rude, so i indulge him. for the most part, i like the people i talk to in gyms. they have similar interested and can share some information with me about techniques and programs. this guy started talking about his nasty divorce and objectifying women. i don't really appreciate oppressing my usual workout with these thoughts.
what do you do? he breaks my rhythm in between sets. he brings up subjects i'd rather just laugh off than try to carry the conversation. what i should do is say, "sorry, no offense, but i like to get my workouts done quickly and intensely and your not helping my vibe." but i don't. i cater to the whims of strangers.
i work out with my headphones for a reason. i like the focus and protection they provide. it is a silent code saying, "don't bother, i'm in my zone.' yet, this dude felt the need to spark up a conversation. he would just start talking to me. i suppose, i could have just smiled and nodded; but that's just rude, so i indulge him. for the most part, i like the people i talk to in gyms. they have similar interested and can share some information with me about techniques and programs. this guy started talking about his nasty divorce and objectifying women. i don't really appreciate oppressing my usual workout with these thoughts.
what do you do? he breaks my rhythm in between sets. he brings up subjects i'd rather just laugh off than try to carry the conversation. what i should do is say, "sorry, no offense, but i like to get my workouts done quickly and intensely and your not helping my vibe." but i don't. i cater to the whims of strangers.