Oh man. . . I have to say, inappropriate or not, I am pretty grateful that I do NOT make sex noises when I am working out. Seriously. Don't pretend you don't know what I am talking about. We have all run into the person (typically a guy) who makes completely ridiculous noises with every lift of the weight while he is pumping iron. Maybe it is just me, but all I can think about while I am forced to listen to this is that the noises directly translate to the noises made during fornication. This is not a good thing.
Today I had the unfortunate experience of working out near a gentleman who, well. . . based on his breathing patterns and, shall we say rhythm, is not as good as he thinks he is in bed. Sorry dude. So what am I thankful for? Im thankful I have the presence, consideration, and am self aware enough not to make a fool of myself as I am working out! I mean really, does the weight get lighter the louder you exhale? Do you actually get stronger the faster you exhale? Does staring at your self in the mirror and making an ugly face make the work more effective? All I am asking is that those who read this take their headphones out for a moment and listen to make sure they are quiet as they work out, and while your headphones are out take a listen, I am sure you will see what I am talking about.
Really? Sometimes that is all I want to say to these people. Really?
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i have a feeling that if an adored yoga instructor encouraged the kind of grunts that i imagine said meat-head was emitting, that you would not only participate but, somehow, find the entire experience to be, although uncomfortable, positive.
ReplyDeletethat said, i am thankful that yoga involves deep ocean-sounding breathes, the occasional chi-chi-chi-chi during abdominal crunches, and not a single ugh...ugh...ugh.