Well, it's that time of year again. All the lazy and/or fat people who bought - or were given - health club memberships for the Winter Solstice Holiday will be crowding out the Regulars at the Nation's health clubs for the next month or so.
They will be carrying around towels and bottles of water, wearing three layers of new, stylish exercise togs, running from one machine to the next, and ignoring all of the courtesies that are necessary for the smooth operation of the club. Worst is when they leave a towel on a machine then walk away for fifteen minutes to recover and gab.
They are a real pain in the ass.
Fortunately, they will all be a distant memory by Groundhog Day.
They will be carrying around towels and bottles of water, wearing three layers of new, stylish exercise togs, running from one machine to the next, and ignoring all of the courtesies that are necessary for the smooth operation of the club. Worst is when they leave a towel on a machine then walk away for fifteen minutes to recover and gab.
They are a real pain in the ass.
Fortunately, they will all be a distant memory by Groundhog Day.