Those of you who live in Adelaide may rememember that it was a tad windy last night. You know, trees falling over windy. So obviously I wasn't overly looking forward to heading off to the gym after work. Nevertheless, I've got a fun run to run, so I fought through the urge to retire to my couch, and left the house.
I got to the gym at about 8pm - not the busiest time of the night, but usually there's quite a bit of activity there then. Looking around, it was half empty - and almost entirely empty of guys. There were still quite a few women on the treadmills and bikes, but I think there was only one other guy in the whole gym. The weights area was completely bare - I was the only one using the equipment. And it struck me as funny - the huge gorilla men who normally congregate around these machines 5 nights a week were nowhere to be found, presumably kept away by a bit of wind and rain. Yet all these women thought nothing of coming out and getting their exercise on . . .
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