I am a regular at the gym here several times a week. I come with my ipod shuffle and listen to my music when I am in the weight section or on the mats. I plug my headphones in while on one of the stair steppers or ellipticals so that I can listen to one of the four TVs while I become increasingly sweaty. It is a time for me to relax and enter my own little world; I come away refreshed. I say all of this not because I think you wanted to know my gym routine, but so that you can put my next statement in context.
If you ever see me at the gym or otherwise working out with a cell phone attached to my head, please take it from me, turn it off, and tell me to get a life. Better yet, smack some sense into my head. Twice in the past seven days I have seen a girl (not the same one) on an elliptical talking on the phone. Not a quick response or simply to take or give a message, but for an extended period of time. It is not as if I use my time at the gym as social hour or even a time to engage with acquaintances, but can we please, please, engage with the place that we are at when we are there?
Maybe this is the hidden beauty of swimming—you are forced to engage with the water.
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