Tuesday, July 21, 2015

Your Inner Voice

Am I the only one who has noticed it or do the dedicated gym boys confer in awfully loud, resonant voices?

I promise I don't have overly sensitive super-hearing - far from it - but when I can hear brash boys boasting about big barbells several walls across in the dark, dank depths of a running shower, that has to constitute loud. And these aren't even the lusty, virile moans of the frequent grunters who now seem almost piously hushed in comparison!

Nor are they the hyper-enthusiastic personal trainers cheering on their clients.

Seems to be an entirely new subset of their own. As the gym boys converse in between - and during - heavyweight sets, you can hear their cacophonous booming echoing across the cavernous gym. No doubt they have to raise their voices several decibels to compensate for the endless thumpa thumpa electrodiscotechno beat.

Even then their screams and shouts more than overcompensate to drown out the cacophonous music.

Boy #1 : AIYO. THIS WEIGHT IS REALLY HEAVY!
Boy #2 : YOU CAN DO IT! NO PROBLEM.
Boy #1 : WHERE YOU GOING FOR LUNCH AFTER THIS?
Boy #2 : NO IDEA YET. GIRLFRIEND MIGHT WANT TO HAVE LUNCH LA.
Boy #1 : NEW ONE KA?
Boy #2 : ANOTHER ONE! DON'T TELL THE OLD ONE!

Entire banal conversations are carried out at their loudest volume! Usually not that intriguing of course but every once in a while, I do hear some shockingly lurid gems.

Exhausted after a day of yelling

So without even trying to eavesdrop, I find myself involuntarily shackled to the seat privy to their innermost secrets and affairs told at top of their lungs. The usual wives and mistresses whine come into play along with the more outlandish stage whispers about moles and calluses. So much for leaving it to the implied privacy of the men's locker room!

Then again maybe all that shouting burns calories.


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