My favorite machine at the gym is the rowing machine. I, like several of the other contributors to this blog, rowed in college, and having been coached at a relatively high level I sometimes have trouble not judging the untrained rowers with whom I have to share the ergometers at my neighborhood New York Sports Club. Sometimes, I worry that I'm a rowing snob - not everybody is going to know how to use the rowing machines as well as somebody who rowed competitively for eight years. But then, some people are just terrible klutzes - hitting themselves in the chest with the handle, awkwardly lifting the handle over their knees on the recovery, sitting bolt upright and rowing half slide at 30 strokes per minute with the resistance damper set at 10 while pulling 2:40 splits, you name it - and I can't help but be distracted by them.
Analogy: Let's say you're a serious runner. Consider what it would be like if you were on a treadmill at a gym and somebody from the Ministry of Silly Walks got onto the treadmill next to you and began to exercise in their peculiar fashion.
Would you be able to concentrate and get a good workout with somebody like that on the treadmill next to you? Is it snobby to look down your nose at them? What are your thoughts on this?