Mankie,
Do you hang out at the gym because you like pumping sweaty, iron-hard cylindrical rods until your thighs are so sore they scream out, "PLEASE, PLEASE...I CAN TAKE NO FURTHER MUSCULAR BLISS!"??? Do you hang out at the gym because you like to work up a brisk lather taking long, hot showers, glancing askance at the other buffed-out beef hunks, comparing physiques and girth just like you used to do during your glory days 'in the navy'??? Do you hang out at the gym because you like the feel of damp, warm vinyl rubbing roughly against the firm, tight leather of your trusty weight-lifter's belt???
Let's get physical, which is it?