I didn’t make it to the gym yesterday because we got buried under a foot of snow. This did not upset me too much, I mean, there’s nothing I could do to help it. So today I go to the gym in order to make up for the missed workout. I arrive there and approach the doors. What am I greeted with? A note saying: “Fitness Line will close at 1pm New Years Eve. Sorry for any inconvenience.” Sorry for the inconvenience? How about, “Hi, we’re all too lazy to work today, so we closed. No, we don’t feel it’s necessary to give any advanced notice. Oh, don’t worry about the atrophy you’ll suffer because of our sloth. Don’t worry about the weakness that will ensue because of yet another holiday-fucked workout. No, sir, don’t worry about any of that. You see, it’s New Years Eve, and we have to prepare to get stupid tonight. Don’t tell me you’d rather work out than get drunk and act like a brain damaged idiot. Everyone likes to drink! No sir, you just go get cocked and forget about your missed workout. We just did you a favor.” YOU ASSHOLES!
Anyway, my point: I ended up driving around for an hour looking for an open gym and spending $12 to work out in some ghetto-style hole. $12 fucking dollars! How absurd is that? "Excuse me, sir, you have some heavy objects in your building that I would like to move around. How much money will allow me such an honor?" So I end up doing partial deadlifts in a squat rack that was about 1.5 feet wide in the most hot and humid room with a bar that was completely smooth from decades of use. Needless to say, I couldn't hold on to the damn thing. This did not please me!
Wait, that wasn't my point. Hmmm...I think I just needed to vent. I really have no point, I'm just sick of gyms being closed and people not giving a shit about working out.