The Gym: For Athletes or Posers?

Just something for the girls to look at ;)

Ok so my lovely boyfriend has decided to start the gym. At the start I couldn’t wait, I was like YEAH!!! My boy is going to lose weight, tone up and get a six pack….stunning!!! How wrong was I?!?! Yes, he does go to the gym and yes, he does try very hard, but the aftermath just isn’t worth it.

I dread to hear him after the gym as with the way he talks you would think he’d been in a ring for three hours with ‘Mike Tyson’. The other day he moaned his arms were too sore to even lift the phone to talk to me. Funny that, seeing as they didn’t seem that sore when he was lifting his pizza to shove in his mouth. Then you get him moaning of legs begging me to drag him up the stairs to as his Legs are too sore….this doesn’t just go one for the day, it goes on for at least THREE!!!

It seems that a lot of men like to make a big moan and groan even about the gym. If you’ve been to a gym you will have defiantly seen these men….

You have that one, well-built guy, who will stand in front of the mirrors constantly tensing up, just checking himself out, and won’t lift a single weight until a hot girl walks by. Then he will lift the biggest weight possible and impress the girl, with is fake tanned muscles. You know the type….Mike the Situation and Van Diesel are classic stereotypes of this, they fire in the protein shakes and pump iron like mad but it’s all for the ladies.

Then you have the dorkey looking kid who has a body , all you can think is; who did he steal those muscles  off? It’s like someone has tried to create a man that looks like a cross between Sheldon from the Big Bang Theory and The Rock.

You then have the ones who go at it like mad and you can hear them grunt all over the place, their face go as red as Santa’s suit and the pain they are in looks like they are being squished my weight, never mind lifting it. Got to admire the people though, they get the results.

Then we come to the flirt…much like the first guy mentioned but this one scouts around the place for girls, chatting them up and the clothes these guys wear are just as tight as the girls. They also spend more time talking to the guys about their ‘experience’ (which is mostly made up) with women (that probally don’t even exist).

Lastly we have the girls….the ultra-sporty ones who are in it for the fitness, the group of girlies that run at 5mph on the treadmill whilst gossiping about everything and then you have the women who thinks she’s a man,  spends all her time doing weights tensing in the mirror grunting like man and checking out all the girls.

Just my view J

Leanne x