It's a well known fact that the majority of people who make New Year resolutions to join a gym (with many half heartedly vowing to do so whilst still chewing on the last remnants of what was a gargantuan Christmas dinner just some twenty minutes before) almost always fail before they've even started, either by not going at all or by giving up after a month (of constantly embarrassing themselves on the gym equipment as they attempted to exceedptiously outdo the more fitter person next to them whilst attempting to look like a gym pro who knows what they are doing, even though they are really struggling to keep up, and deep down, are praying that the person they are hopelessly trying to compete with would stop or at least slow down …)
So why does this happen so often, and to so many?
Why do the amount of people applying for gym memberships increase at the start of the New Year, only to dwindle shortly after? Why do people, eager with anticipation to follow up on their vows to get fit and healthy, just stop going after a while, even if they kindly pay for the whole year, in the vain hope that by doing so, this would force them to go, even when they did not feel like it.
I personally believe that therein lies the problem about going to the gym. After a while, many just no longer feel like it.
The two major factors at play here really come down to time and interest.
Gym peak times are the most busy which is usually when people finish work. This means that the majority of people that go to the gym at these times have typical 'nine to five' jobs.
Having both worked in several gyms as well as gone regularly for many years, I can honestly say that I absolutely hate the gym at peak times. Compared to the mornings and afternoons that are filled with the calmness and peace that comes from the 'off peak' members (which mainly consist of the retiree, self employed, mother / father and housewife / househusband) who does not seem to be in any particular hurry or filled with the stress associated with working in offices (and all which that may entail), the gym in the evening is an entirely different kettle of fish.
Come the evening, everyone in the gym looks tense and angry. The atmosphere is filled with such hospitality, with people queuing to use the machines while huffing and puffing in order to get the person to hurry up so that they could get their turn. The muscle men in the corner make such grunts as they lift and slam down weights (a clear indication of the inadequacy they feel towards their boss / colleague / life as a whole) in order to vent out their obvious pent up anger. The most sad thing to witness is seeing everyone trying to squeeze and fit into the sauna. That the majority of the people, sweating and waiting for an available seat to get comfortable in, had probably done exactly the same thing some hours earlier on the underground before they came to the gym, just to do the same in the sauna, was an irony that was not lost on me, I can assure you.
Peak time life. It's just not worth the stress.