There are very few things in my life that are organized. My car is a mess, I don’t have the cleanest house, and my desk at work looks like a small bomb went off on it. But when I leave my area in the weight room it’s clean and organized, because it’s called being courteous to other people. Nobody wants to take 600 pounds off the leg press machine you just 1/4 repped 10 times and thought “I smashed it, Bro.”
Walking into the weight room and seeing that everything is nice and neat and placed in the correct spot, I feel a sense of pride for my fellow gym goers, who have respected gym protocol. But… This is almost never the case. Walking into a public gym is like walking into a hurricane disaster zone. The dumbbells are scattered all over the room, and weight plates are just thrown into the most random places. Oh yeah, where the hell is the other clip?
Now I know weightlifters are not considered the, “smartest people.” All you have to do is match the shape and size of the weights together, and put dumbbells back in numerical order. It’s not rocket science people, a 1st grader can do it. The gym workers are not your personal cleaning ladies.
The next time you’re at the gym, take a few seconds out of your busy routine and RACK YOUR DAMN WEIGHTS! And can someone PLEASE, find the other damn clip!