A Year at a Gym in Madras
14
April
After graduating from college, I found myself pudgy and not the thin guy I remembered from before college. So, I did what most people do — I signed up at a flashy new gym. Here’s my story. I tend to ramble a bit — so if you are in the mood for a badly written short story, this is your lucky day!
I went and inspected the facilities, along with my potential workout buddy. His goal was to put on some bulk on his very thin frame. Mine was, obviously, to lose weight and be lean and thin, like I was, back in high school. The place looked great — spanking new machines — treadmills, elliptical thingies, rowers, and a different floor for the weights section, with the Nautilus machines — including an adductor one! So, we went upstairs and signed up for a year coz we were here for the long-ish haul. We knew it would take a while but slow progress was good. We were being sensible about it. After parting with almost all of my first paycheck, I stepped out and felt good.

Fancy looking for sure. This is not the actual gym I went to.
First step — meet the trainers and get our workout programme. Both of us got identical programmes(this one-size fits all is another problem), and we got ourselves weighed and measured. This was new to me — until then the cheap-ass gyms I had been going to were the no-frills type. Then, we did our first day’s workout, with the trainer walking us through all of it — we did not sign up for a personal trainer, they were really good about the orientation and first few days. In fact, we made friends with a really fit-looking trainer over there, and he hung out with us a lot while we were working out. They would spot us on most workouts that required spotting, and would swing by at least once on all the other machines. Just want to point out that the attention was pretty awesome throughout. So, what did the programme look like? The cookie-cutter body building programme done in every possible gym with machines, as I now know.
3 days on the weights, 3 days of cardio (about 20 mins on the treadmill, 20 on the bike, 20 on the elliptical or stair walking thing or the rower)
Day 1: Chest and Back
Day 2: Cardio
Day 3: Arms and Shoulders
Day 4: Cardio
Day 5: Legs and Abs
Day 6: Cardio
Day 7: Rest
But hey, something is better than nothing. After 4 years of sitting on my ass, using my muscles would do me a world of good, forget efficiency (again, something I now know. Back then, I thought that programme was pure genius. It even is, in relevant cases). I went at it at full swing. My buddy joined me on the weight training days but on cardio days, I was alone — no one to keep me accountable, let alone show up. But I went — 6 days a week for almost the entire year, I might’ve missed less than 20 sessions that entire year.
After a few days, we had an appointment with the nutritionist. I was pretty ignorant about nutrition back then, and thought nutrition was just the icing on the cake — the real stuff was in working out. Our nutritionist listened to our goals, and started discussing what she wanted me to do. A sample day looked something like this -
Breakfast: Oats
Lunch: 4–5 chappathis, some dal, and butter milk.
Dinner: Rice and vegetables
Then, she got to my friend. She mentioned a list of foods — banana smoothie, 5 idlis, and eggs — and he was writing this down furiously. Then, she said “For lunch, you should…” at which point I looked over and saw my friend with his mouth open. I knew what he was thinking — “Does she expect me to eat that much for breakfast? But that’s what I eat in a day?”. He was pretty regular for 2–3 months, but not after that. But this was the moment where I lost him.
The rest of the year
Like I said, I was real regular. I did every possible thing with dumbbells, and worked out on every damn machine they had. I did bench presses on the Smith machine, leg presses and blah blah blah. I always had the trainer with me, like I mentioned earlier. He would suggest one or two slight modifications, new exercises — to keep me interested. But it wasn’t very interesting. After a couple of months, the novelty wore off. It got very boring. I saw some weight loss the first 2 months (about a kilo each month) but nothing much after. Maybe my strength increased a bit but definitely was not impressive, else I would’ve remembered.
A small note about the trainers. These guys (at least back then) come from modest backgrounds. They are mostly bodybuilders with no relevant education in the field. They are self-taught for the most part. And almost all of them were pretty well-built. And they stuck to what worked for them — and prescribed the same stuff to everyone else. But if that doesn’t work, well, too bad. Trainers with some certification — not much better off because of limitations of the gym and their peer groups. Trainers should be able to do a lot for you — check out this really awesome post by Raj on this. The lack of knowledgeable trainers is one of the biggest problems in the fitness landscape in India. The other, IMHO, is the basic gym landscape — buy fancy machines, make the place look fancy, get a bunch of trainers to stand around, rinse, repeat. Ridiculous!
Meeting my doctor
I was getting ready to move to the US, to study. So, I went to my doctor for a final physical. We get blood work etc., done and what is the first thing he says — “You are a young man. You should get some exercise”. Not kidding. Then he looks at my cholesterol and tells me I have pretty high cholesterol and that I should eat a bit more carefully. So, the two things that the supposedly-trained pros at my gym told me to do, which I did — and I had nothing to show for it, and in fact, stuff was worse?! When I relayed this to my friends, I was roundly mocked by them (well, if roles were reversed, I would’ve done the same thing) — coz I had gone to a gym for a year, ate ‘healthy’ or tried to when we went out and here I was!
Well, that’s my story. Thankfully, I didn’t give up permanently, even though it took me a couple of years before I sorta stumbled on to the right track. I wonder how many of you have a story similar to mine. Maybe you didn’t spin your wheels as much as I did, maybe you had even less results than me. But fact is, for the amount of time and money you spend, you could be doing a whole lot better. And that is just sad! Hopefully, someone will try and do something about it soon ;)
I will follow up on this story with the reasoning behind this — why it is inefficient, what is flawed about this sort of programme — the one-size fits all cookie-cutter crap, why the nutrition is *expletive deleted*. It is not just a case of ‘poor old me’ but a fundamental flaw in thinking, and lack of new ideas. More on this soon.