Sometimes I hate my gym (thank fuck Jan/Feb is over) This is another entry in my "Sometimes I hate my gym" series, for the other ones, check out my profile. I usually like my gym. It has fairly new equipment, a decent selection of manuals/dumbells, deadlift area, several squat areas, large treadmill halls and nice personell. But sometimes it's just awful and the awful is always thanks to hambeasts.  My least favorite time of year training-wise is January and February. Every single fucking year the gym fills up with hordes of hambeasts with moronic newyears' resolutions fresh in their minds. Now, don't get me wrong, if I see a hambeast actually working their fat arse to the max; then I don't really mind. Sure, it's annoying to have to have disgusting fat in my range of vision; but it's good to know that it's actually working to become human again. But 99 % of the time, the hambeasts are not working out. They are simply there, at my gym, in order to be able to say to their friends/coworkers/spouses/family that they have "been at the gym". And because of this shit, they clog up the whole place. The best treadmills are always taken up by a hambeast lumbering along playing on their mobile phone (they never actually run, the fuckers), the lats machines are always taken up, all the benches for doing routines with manuals are taken up by hambeasts using them as recreation benches where they play on their mobile phones and so on. And the locker room. Fucking hell. From July to October, when the gym is occupied by humans; the locker room and showers are pristine. January/February? The floors are dirty, the sink-faucets are covered in milkshake-residue (the fats use the sinks to fill up their bottles of "protein drinks", aka milkshakes), the showers are like a pig sty, the sauna smells like ass, fucking paper towels on the friggin' floors and (of course) the best lockers are always taken.  I am so fucking stoked that March is just around the corner as I can already see how the hambeast population is rapidly decreasing.