Gym people are a breed all their own. For some reason, they’ve chosen to make fitness and working out the dominant trait in their personality, maybe even the ONLY part of their personality. Lacking the complexity to deepen their character, they focus mainly on staring at themselves in the gym mirrors asking everyone around them if they’re using a machine that’s clearly free, just to show that they know how it works. Apparently the manliest thing in the world for Americans is the gym, a place full of sweaty men wearing t-shirts with the sleeves cut off so deep that their nips slip out with every curl. Gym folks are the type of people that you avoid at the water cooler in the office so that you can spare yourself the grief of listening to another conversation about the best kinds of protein powder, new dead lifting moves that really reach your gluteus medius, and their new PR’s for the bench press. It’s great that you enjoy living a ‘healthy lifestyle’, but please, keep it to yourself.