I've been going to our local gym for about 6 months now. I usually get in about 5:45 a.m. and finish up around 7:45 a.m. - just in time to get back home in the office. I think you can tell that I'm pretty outgoing and really like people (despite my bitching about them, I always give new folks a fair shake). Anyway, is it just me, or is the gym almost as bad as high school? There is this one guy (among a handful) who I see everyday, and I am always nice enough to make a point to say hi, and he looks at me as if I am a leper who might drip skin on him at any moment. OK, you look like someone out of a J Crew catalog, but you can't talk to me? Then his posse comes in and he's all words to them...WTF? I'll admit, I'm not some muscle-bound "ripped" adonis, but I have run 12 marathons in the last two years, I've sailed about 15,000 miles all over the planet, I hang out of planes for a living and generally I think I'm good for conversation...I'm not saying that to be arrogant, I guess I just feel like I'd be an interesting person to talk to - as would a lot of the other people at the gym - you know the less "beautiful" people. So every morning, these guys hang out in the free weight room and any time one of the less "muscle bound" people come in, it's like picking a lunch table the first day of school. So today, this guy who has been using the gym for about a week is getting dressed, and "the posse" start asking him where he works, what kind of car he drives...and yeah, he's not hard on the eyes. Now don't get me wrong, I'm seriously not jealous (really, I'm not ), but is everyone this materialistic about life? Is life about how much you cleared on your last house or how much you made last month, or your "kick ass" car? I mean I see these tards more than I see Rob some weeks, I make every effort to be cordial and find out about their lives and I get four word answers.. I guess I am discovering why I like long distance running opposed to going into the gym every day. I don't know, I guess I'm just disappointed in what society is becoming...maybe it's always been like that. End rant - I'm just tired of snobs, I guess.