A long, long time ago – aka, earlier this year, when I was but a baby blogger, I tried out a “Friday Gym Fun” post. The assignment to a Friday was random, and it’s been quite awhile since that first one – I’ve had a partial draft of a second saved for quite a long time. And now, I’ve finally accumulated 5 more tidbits to share. Do keep in mind, it’s been awhile. How long is “awhile”? Well, #1 should give you a hint…
#1: But Easter isn’t a holiday:
[Background information: Singapore is a melting pot of cultures, ethnicities, and religions (Bhuddism, Christianity, Islam, Taoism, Hinduism, and others). There are several public holidays “allotted” to each religious group. The Christian holidays are Christmas and Good Friday. On all public holidays, my gym has adjusted hours and a special class schedule.]
As I was leaving the gym on Thursday, the day before Good Friday, the desk attendant reminded me that the gym would be on a public holiday schedule the next day.
Me: Ah – yes, thanks. Is there a special schedule for Sunday?
Her: *looks confused* Why?
Me: Erm…for Easter.
Her: No. Sunday’s isn’t a holiday – tomorrow is the holiday!
Me: (understanding what she meant, but still amused) Erm…just don’t tell the Christians that!
#2 Looks can be deceiving: I was on the treadmill one day, and a big, burly (weight-lifting style) guy claimed a treadmill two down from mine. A moment later, his big burly friend came by and took the one between us. I sighed, anticipating a sweaty, clompy, testosterone-laden passive aggressive race to start up next to me.
But these fellows surprised me so much. They started at a walk, then proceeded for 30 minutes of very responsible, reasonably-paced run/walk intervals – exactly the kind of thing I would prescribe for my runners-to-be. I felt so happy for them – and slightly disappointed at myself for pre-judging so quickly!
#3 Karma: I was in an RPM class recently when, about 20 minutes into class, one of the gentlemen near me started to smell quite bad (it definitely wasn’t me). I sighed inwardly, rolled my eyes outwardly, and breathed through my mouth for the rest of class – all the while grumbling in my head about deodorant, clean workout gear, etc.
Two days later, I was in BodyPump when, halfway through class, for no apparent reason (my clothes were clean when I put them on that morning, and I showered/powdered/deodorized), I started to stink. I got stinkier and stinkier as class went on. Although I don’t usually smell like a rose by the time class ends, I seldom stink quite as badly as I did that day. On a normal day, I think that only I, and KMN, get close enough to me to notice the stink. But on this particular day, I had a much larger than normal “stink radius”. Karma was most definitely at work here. Henceforth, I shall try to be less judgey about smelly gym goers. Maybe their laundry detergent was just having a bad day.
#4 Quotations from the Spin Room: Speaking of spin, one of my RPM instructors came out with this little gem sometime in June –
“You should now have a bit pf perspiration on your forehead. If you don’t, you aren’t working hard enough. Sweat is what tells you that your body is getting stronger.”
Well gosh, if that’s the case, I’m going to be muscle-woman by the time I leave Singapore. I break a sweat walking to the bus stop!
#5 Two are better than one: Each of the vanities in the locker room has two hair dryers. A few evenings ago, I saw a woman standing at the vanity, one hairdryer in each hand, aiming them at opposite sides of her head. If that’s not Singaporean pragmatism and efficiency, I don’t know what is.
[Yes, this does mean that “Foodie Friday”, from my new blog plan, will have to share space with “Friday Gym Fun”, every once in awhile. I think they’ll both survive.]
Seen anything unexpected/funny/surprising/hilarious at the gym/track/trail/running path lately?