I'm a gym rat. Even before becoming a trainer and spending all day at the gym, I was already there almost every day for at least an hour working out. The sweat and strain of guys and gals willing themselves to physical perfection is a wonderfully inspirational experience. The devotion. The sacrifice. The gym was a temple, and working out was worship.

I hate gym pigs.

They are blasphemers.

By their callousness, their thoughtlessness, they negate all it really means to be at the gym working out.