Aussie Life

The Gym and ‘It’

I’ve taken a long time to hit the <Publish> button on this post because I’m worried that you will think I have made this up but I haven’t.

I’m not going to beat around the bush and leave you guessing my age – I’m 48 (and a half.)  I have a few crow’s feet starting to show around my eyes, a couple of grey hairs and preening takes longer than it used to so it’s fair to say I am one of the more maturer members of the gym having returned to all the huffing and puffing after a very long absence.

I don’t feel too bad about that really; I’ll show the youngsters that I’ve still got ‘it’.  ‘It’ seems to be heading south these days and not doing as it’s told but then again that’s why I’m at the gym in the first place.  I’ve got to know my fellow huffers and puffers over the months and one guy in particular I must tell you about.  He is certainly no Spring chicken himself.  He shuts his eyes on the rowing machine and imagines he’s rowing across the Tasman Sea.  I find it hard to imagine anything with all the loud music and grunting going on in the place. Sometimes he uses the cross-trainer.  I don’t think he closes his eyes on that.  I jump straight on the treadmill which faces a purple brick wall so I can’t see anything.  I also listen to my own music – just like most other gym users.  Which leads me to the question, why play such head-smashing music when no one wants to listen to it? Back to the Tasman Rower.  It’s funny but I can feel his eyes burning on me when I’m on the treadmill – just like I can anyone else who happens to be using the cross trainers behind me.  I think I’m paranoid.


We finally decided the time was right to introduce ourselves to each other and after doing away with a few pleasantries, Tasman Rower says to me “perving on your backside is the only thing that keeps me going.”  I’ll just let that hang in the air for a moment….and repeat his EXACT words……….

“perving on your backside is the only thing that keeps me going”.

Whaaaat!  Do I slap him? Scream ‘pervert’? Laugh? Accept it as a complement? Tell him that I’ve actually been perving on him all this time? (which I hadn’t!)

I reckon you all have your own opinion as to what I did or should have done.  The comment was intended as light hearted banter between mature adults and was delivered in that Aussie mateship kind of way.  Had I been younger, I would have found it extremely offensive, the incident would have been reported to the gym manager and the Tasman Rower would have been done for harassment or something similar.

I don’t know whether it’s just me but I’ve reached a certain age and all of a sudden I can shrug off this type of comment and feel flattered that I’ve been noticed!  I’m still gob-smacked mind you but just to know that I still have ‘it’ leaves me feeling rather proud of my 48 year old self – go me!



By Waking the Wombat

Life - part two; Australia. Having spent the first 39 years of my life in England, with two adult children who don't need me so much, a workaholic husband and a head full of stuff waiting to be unleashed, Waking the Wombat is my place to share life's experiences with you.

12 replies on “The Gym and ‘It’”

Found your blog on amommasview…This is a funny post and one you should not have delayed ! I, too, remember a time where I would have been offended at rower boy’s comment but today, at 50-something, it rolls right off the hips! Thanks for sharing…


[…] As soon as I had finished writing yesterday’s post Upping the Ante, I slammed shut my laptop and toodled off to the gym.  It’s the same gym chain I was a member of in South Australia, Anytime Fitness and I do my best to go two or three times a week, mixing with walks around the local neighbourhood.  The gym is undergoing renovations and upgrades to the cardio machines very soon.  I was struggling through my paces on the treadmill and all of a sudden I thought of Tasman Rower – I never said goodbye to him when relocating to Brisbane.  I wonder if he has found anyone else to ‘perv’ on and I wonder if he said the same thing to them as he did to me; he might even be nursing a black eye!.  You can read all about that from my post two years ago, The Gym and It. […]


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