Let's Get Physical

OK, I go to the gym regularly now. Not from any misplaced he-man sense, but rather because of my doctor supplying an Oda Mae Brown moment at my recent physical exam (as in "Farmer Ted? You in danger, girl.")

As the days have passed I've begun to notice certain character types. What might those be?

The Fashion Plate - Comes to the gym all gussied up to be seen. Every hair in place. Perfect outfit. Latest gear. Even their sweat rags are coordinated. This type is not gender limited, if that's what you were thinking.

Mr Personality - Seems to be at the gym to fill up their social lives. Rather than exercise they talk - to anyone who'll listen. And they seem to know everyone (I'm always wheezing too hard to talk, let me tell ya).

The Squatter - This person gets to a machine, does a rep or two to show they're "serious", and then sits there staring into space doing nothing while others hover around them waiting their turn.

The Gym Bunny - The ones who spend all their time at the gym, usually with a clique of other Gym Bunnies. And I do mean all the time. At one point, because of shift work, I was going at different times and would see them there: be it 6am, 2pm or 7pm. Gym Bunnies are good for uprooting The Squatter since, after all, "I simply must do my lats today."

The Lizard - This person treats the gym as their own personal meet market. Typically drawn to The Fashion Plate type. May come off as Mr Personality but with a more desperate edge.

The Hard Hitter - Comes to the gym, exercises, and leaves. Never speaks to anyone but does glare pretty well when disturbed. Annoyed greatly by Mr Personality who just... won't... leave... them... alone.

Hmmm, seems to me there is a similarity between these people and those at your local bar. Just substitute that setting in these observations and you'll see what I mean.

So which are you?

- Farmer Ted