An Open Letter...

...to the people associated with my gym.

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~To the gym owners - Would it be that hard for you to keep paper towels and sanitizer on hand? If you hang signs all over the place about how important it is to clean off our equipment, shouldn't you at least provide us with the supplies to do so?

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~To the women who come in late to class all.the.time - I understand if it's hard for you to get here on time, really I do, but why do you insist on standing in the one foot area of free space I have around me? This is kickboxing class, and therefore I can't be faulted for kickboxing the back of your head.

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~To the man who doesn't shower regularly and insists on working out too close to my nose - the gym provides showers for it's members. There's even free soap inside each shower stall. Use it. Frequently.

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~To the lady in the kickboxing classes who moves in completely the wrong direction as everybody else - just do the opposite of what you think you should be doing. Then you'll be following along with everybody else. I know it's nice to march to the beat of a different drummer sometimes, but a synchronized aerobics class is not one of those occasions.

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~To the guy who insists on working out on the treadmill right next to me - there's a reason I pick a treadmill away from everyone else, I enjoy the peace and quiet. I do not want to talk to you, I have plenty of people at home to converse with. And by the way, I am happily married. And he could kick your butt.

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~To the little click of girlie girls who can't shut up during class - this is not a social hour. We are here to work out, and I don't want to hear who you hooked up with last weekend. Even the instructor is making fun of you guys, but you're too engrossed in conversation to realize it.

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Signed,

Someone who's been thinking these thoughts for way too long in her head and had to get them out.

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P.S. Now I feel better.