When you have two or more so called gym-goers wasting 35% of each sweat session on non-fitness activities. They're also called gym rats. They are 24/7 blabbers. They talk about everything that's happened to them in the past month while they're holding onto the handle bars. They're loud, obnoxious and inconsiderate. They also make and receive calls while the conveyor belt is still going. What's more annoying is that when their blabbing session has ended and you're about to conclude your 50minute 10 kms sprint, they death stare you as though you've just ruined their day by tread talking.
Fogey/fogy /fougi/ sl. (early 18C+, orig. Scot) old-fashioned, stuck-in-the mud.
Person with old fashioned ideas which he is unwilling to change: Come to the disco and stop being such an old fogey!
You think me an old fogeyand an old tory, his thoughtful voice said. I saw three generations since O’Connel’s time. I remember the famine. Do you know that the orange lodges agitated for repeal of the union twenty years before O’Connel did or before the prelates of your communion denounced him as a demagogue? You fenians forget some things. (James Joyce, Ulysses. PenguinBooks,1992. p. 38)