Lakeview's Papa Smurf

No matter what gym you go to, there will be that ONE person, or two, or three, that drives you crazy. Yesterday, at Lincoln Park Athletic Club in Chicago, there was a man dressed like Papa Smurf. He wore a red stocking cap, blue sweatshirt and matching red shoes. He ran around, jumping up and down, singing to his iPod. Besides that, he lifted so improperly I thought he'd pop a groin muscle. When he dropped the weights towards his last set, I glanced over at him with disapproval - hopefully sending a message that all his noise wasn't necessary.