Gym Bug Season: When You Want to Get Swole Not Parole
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As an author, speaker, trainer, blogger, wife and mother, it’s super important for me to strive for work-life balance (Translation: Don’t go to jail).
For instance…blogging on something completely different for a change. On, per se…working OUT.
Because seriously. Without time to decompress, get rid of pent up energy and anxiety, well that’s when I start collecting hitchhikers in my basement.
KIDDING!
…I don’t have a basement.
Since I don’t like shopping, have a bazillion food allergies (thus am any chain restaurant’s worst nightmare), and can’t afford my crafting habit…the gym has been a relatively good fit. I get out of the house, it’s healthy, and great family bonding time.
Sure, there are a lot of people—AHHHHH—but they have on headphones and generally want to be left alone.
Which rocks.
What? I’m an introvert, not the Unibomber.
…yet.
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Alas, since I’m one of those people who goes to the gym all year long, I feel I probably notice trends others don’t. Namely, the massive uptick in @$$hats—Gym Bugs—collecting in the gyms when the temps outside drop.
Sort of like flu bugs but without any kind of vaccination.
It is the holiday season and thus…
They’re heeere….
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Gym Bug Season seems to begin around November 15th then run through February 15th. Probably has to do with those who want a) to meet someone to date so as not to be alone during holidays b) to trim down to look good for holidays c) get pics of ‘doing’ New Year resolutions and/or d) to keep that ‘holiday bae’ until at least February 15th (after Valentine’s).
Whatever.
Dunno. Don’t care. All I do know is that Gym Bugs are not the regulars I see throughout the rest of the year.
We’re Gym Rats.
#TotesDifferent
Gym Bug Season
There are about three months out of the year that, unless I work out at some seriously bizarre time like 3:30 a.m., I need a really good sense of humor…because I can’t afford a really good defense attorney.
For the likes of me, I have NO IDEA WHERE THESE PEOPLE COME FROM. And I really don’t get them, but that’s fine. I’m old enough to know that which I cannot control, I CAN openly mock.