Fitness Is Lonely

The other day, I went to my local gym to squat. There was no one near the squat rack, but I could tell it hadn't been long since someone was. The pins were set at about knee level when I got there, and the bar was resting on top of it, so I have to assume some guy was curling in it before I arrived. It was nice to have the rack all to myself without anyone asking to work in with me.

I did chinups. Luckily, I had no problem getting on the pullup bar (there are only two). Interestingly, all the lat pulldown stations were occupied. I smiled to myself and thought, "Thank God more people don't realize how much better chinups are."
Afterward, I went outside to do my sprints in a local park. There were a few people jogging around me, but I was the only one sprinting. I got lots of stares. I'm sure some of those people wondered how I could get my heart rate up and burn calories with such short bursts of activity. I bet they thought I should have been jogging too. I was just happy no one got in my way and got trampled as I charged up the hill.
When I was done, I went home. My apartment building is right next to a Dunkin Donuts, and the line snaked out the door and down the block, as if they were selling discounted tickets to a Springsteen show in there. I had trouble just getting through my front door because of the crowd. I could smell the flavored coffees, sugar, and dough wafting out the door, but it didn't tempt me in the least, and I was pleased with that.
So while I was glad that I hadn't been interrupted or thrown off my program by anyone's interference, I also felt a little lonely. I felt like no one else wanted to train hard, or functionally, and that my neighbors would rather wait on a long line to buy cheap food than feel healthy and look good. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate my space. But I think it's a shame no one else wanted to share it with me.
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