Going to the gym is normally an ordain task which if possible I'd like to fast forward through (if only dvr worked in real life).
This week I noticed several stereotypes of people that i see in almost every gym i go to, especially ones in Murray hill.
My first gym acquaintance is one that's hard to ignore, the Grunter.
This guy normally wears no sleeves and a really really sweet arm band.
Now i know you've been working hard to get your weight up, and trust me that new fake tan you got shows it...but your grunts aren't in sync with my ipod songs and its throwing off my rhythm as i jump rope to rocky sound track.
So please Mr. grunter, lay off the sauce, try buying some sleeves and get a better hobby, like chasing girls on crutches or buying online media
more to come....
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