are you a flamingo? :p (gym nicknames)

I used to see this wanna be bodybuilder in long pants with the pattern of a cow...we used to call him "clown pants". lol

I always love the guys flexing and posing in the mirror...they are called "peacocks"...always showing off, even if they have itty bitty muscles, lol.

i'm a gazelle..on the elliptical!

you have to say it in your best "Arnold" accent, but the really built guys are "guys who pick things up and put them down"

Being a redneck town- we call them the wrangler crew. They were tiny *kitten* little wranglers (no complaints here!) and only do upper body!

lol, this is funny-on the flip side (female)- i am not a flamingo lol

Nope, though I've definitely seen them at other gyms I've been a member of. At my current gym (rec centre weight room), we have: Guido!Fist!Pump! (Does really bad one-arm shoulder presses with too much momentum and sh*tty form), and the Praying Mantis (this tall, stick-insect of a woman who does dumbbell curls with little 1 lb weights... like that's supposed to achieve anything).

There are some more, but I haven't coined names. There's this one guy I've seen who, I swear, is a cross between a gorilla and a slug. He is fairly thin, lightly muscular, and covered with dark curly hair all over (seriously: dude even has shoulder bush). He looks really sweaty and greasy and, because of the hair, I can't tell if he's also kind of dirty... in a "visible dirt splotches" kind of way. He sweats on everything, never cleans up after himself, lifts way too heavy and with incredibly bad form, and occasionally stops to sit on a bench and get on his phone. I spent my introductory evening to this character wiping down every piece of equipment I was about to use thoroughly BEFORE using it, in addition to after, because he left a slime trail behind him wherever he went. Even if I didn't see him on a piece of equipment right beforehand, I wasn't taking chances. I would have called him out on it, if I wasn't so disgusted by the thought of getting near him. Any thoughts on a nickname?

There was this one young couple who were at the weight room, one evening, who occupied BOTH of the flat benches, a chair, the power rack, and the bench press station with all of the plates they had been using. Some of these plates they would eventually get back to, but it would be about 15-20 minutes before they came around to another set with them, again. *kitten* was lying around everywhere. To top it off, instead of using the room adjacent to the weight room that was is designated for when you're doing floor work that might piss off the people in the weight room, these two spent a great deal of time in between bookmarking the benches with plates to do walking lunges and the side-walking sumo squat things, plus planks and other stuff, in the lane space that people use to get around the machines and lifting equipment. The chick even dared to give me the stink eye when I walked within a couple of feet of her to get to a piece of a equipment. They did put away some of the bigger plates before they left, but missed a lot of the smaller stuff. I haven't seen them again, but if I do and they pull this crap again, there just might be a smackdown. Again, any thoughts on a nickname?

Oh, and there are the people who load up plates on an olympic bar for a bench press or in the power rack for a squat or deadlift (mostly guys. I'm not bothered by the prissy little girls who perform a deadlift with a couple of 5-10 lb frisbees), and they don't use collars. The big, black-print-on-yellow-background signs that are taped up over the mirrors near the power rack and bench press clearly state that collars MUST be used, and given that this is local government-funded facility, where equipment is old and space is at a premium, someone benching could lose a 45 lb plate by tipping it off the side and send it crashing into the legs of someone working in the power rack. The whiny excuse I get from some of these guys is that the spring collars are stiff and old and hard to get on and off... and they are, but I still use them, because I care about being responsible, and not being a douche. I've had English-as-a-First-Language conversations straight to a couple of guys faces, where I've asked them nicely to use the collars, pointed out the rules, and explained the safety issue with the bench press and the power rack being so close together... only to have them nod as if in agreement, and then walk right back to what they were doing... still without using collars. I think, next time, I will have to appeal to the musclehead mentality with a bit of psychology and say, "Look: I'm fat, and I'm a girl. By all means, if you don't think you're stronger than me, then don't use the collars. I will accept your non-use of the collars as an admission of physical weakness. It's okay, I'm sure it happens to a LOT of guys." Anyway, yet again, any thoughts on a nickname?

I'm sure these guys are sick of me waving the collars at them while giving them the eye and "tsk!" face, so they probably have a nickname for me, too! For what it's worth, I've put in a request with the rec centre to get a couple pairs of Lock-Jaws, for everyone's benefit. I hate struggling with those old collars, too.

We have a guy who has longish curly black hair and a mustache, who looks like a 70's porn star. He's pretty evenly distributed but he works out in legging things in crazy patterns and sometimes with fringe on the sides and he paints his toenails..purple, sparkly red, whatever. He works out barefoot. I took a poledancing class from his wife, who's *kitten* would fit in a teacup and is solid muscle (no bulk) from head to toe and can move any one of them independent of the others. Interesting couple. She could do things with her butt that made your mouth drop open! I don't know what you would call either of them, but, wow!

From that description, I'd call her Amazing and him, Lucky.

What can I say..

The guys with the huge upper body and skinny *kitten* legs, i call them Johnny Bravo lol..

At my gym, there is "douche". I see him and just say to myself "Douche is here this morning again." WHat makes him a douche, you ask? There is 1 squat rack in my gym in the back corner. He pulls a bench right in front of it so no one can get in it. Then he has an extra bar with weights, the squat bar with weights, he takes about 4 different sizes of dumbbells and does his workout. In the corner, all alone, blocking the only squat rack in the place. Yes, I could ask him to move the bench, the extra bar with weights, the dumbbells so I can use the squat rack. But I've asked him before if I could simply use his 15 lb weights in between his sets and he gave me a dirty look and said "No. I'm using them." I timed him. They sat there for 23 minutes while he did other stuff!!!
Wanna know what makes him a SUPER douche? HE DOESN'T SQUAT IN THE SQUAT RACK!!! Never have I seen him do squats or any other exercise that would require a squat rack.
So-please don't be a DOUCHE!

I always love the guys flexing and posing in the mirror...they are called "peacocks"...always showing off, even if they have itty bitty muscles, lol.

^^ This; but don't forget the gals that get all dressed up nice n pretty; hair fixed and makeup on dressed to the 9's only in mini gym clothing. I can't say I ever saw one beak a sweat or lift a weight; but they do preen in the mirrors in the weight area...my guess is they're trolling not working out.

I don't care about any of this anymore; we got rid or our $2k a year gym membership and bought our own gym equipment. Maybe my gym isn't that big in my house (15'x 15' and vaulted ceiling) but we managed to fit all our equipment in there (free weights, weight been, boflex, treadmill, bike) and still have room to do pushups, walking lunges, burpies, whatever it is on the program for the day (I like the Tough Mudder Bootcamp...though currently recovering from whiplash so not doing this right now...can't wait to do it again; I miss it)

Okay, I know this is my third post...but this stuff is funny; and I just thought of the guy (stinky pizza guy) from the Coast Guard. The guy was an animal (and not in a good way); he could bench press 350 or maybe 400 lbs. But MAN he worked NOTHING else EVER! He had the BIGGEST stomach (and no muscle elsewhere). Anyway, he was in my duty group and I ALWAYS had to stand duty with him and he ALWAYs left the gate shack (we used to sing Love Shack as "Gate Shack"; my now husband and I) stinky, nasty. He ate a large pizza or two every duty night and let me tell you it was the smelliest ever....for some reason I was always had guard duty AFTER him and I got stuck with a stinky gate shack. GACK!

I know I went off on a tangent...but had to tell you why I called him stinky pizza guy.