Because im morally superior and spiritually avdanced im such a great individual because i dont listen to music and go home to cry while masturbating because despite that no one talks to me

>>77245336
I also prefer to lift in silence, genuinely.

>>77245336
I listen to Hitler speeches.

>>77245336
Same reason why people turn off the radio when trying to find a house while driving. Maximum focus for mind muscle connection

>>77245336
I wear ear dampeners and pretend they're wireless earbuds

>>77245336
if I'm doing a new workout or pushing myself pretty hard i prefer no music so i can focus better

ideally no music during sets but music in between sets only

>>77245336
I tend to use my hearing to know what's happening around me. Putting on headphones is almost like putting on blinders for me, it makes me feel very vulnerable.

>>77245336
I do all gym activity "raw dog". I lift so heavy i disassociate anyways

i dont like wearing anything on my head or having anything in my ears when im
lifting. not because i dont enjoy music

I used to but not anymore
I got sick of dicking around on my phone trying to find the "right" song or music to listen to.

>>77245336
Because I'm a very special human being.
Noble, and splendid.
I live along rivers of sapphire pools

>>77245336
I sometimes have my headphones in while not listening to anything, just having the ANC on. Keeps my peace of mind and significantly reduces the chance of people starting a conversation.

>>77245336
My ear holes need to breathe so I don't overheat.

I agree with everyone in here. I think lifting in silence is ideal. I don't see how you could be doing something at the edge of your ability, and also rocking out to music.

>>77245336
I sit in the top of the wood, my eyes closed.
Inaction, no falsifying dream
Between my hooked head and hooked feet:
Or in sleep rehearse perfect kills and eat.

The convenience of the high trees!
The air's buoyancy and the sun's ray
Are of advantage to me;
And the earth's face upward for my inspection.

My feet are locked upon the rough bark.
It took the whole of Creation
To produce my foot, my each feather:
Now I hold Creation in my foot

Or fly up, and revolve it all slowly -
I kill where I please because it is all mine.
There is no sophistry in my body:
My manners are tearing off heads -

The allotment of death.
For the one path of my flight is direct
Through the bones of the living.
No arguments assert my right:

The sun is behind me.
Nothing has changed since I began.
My eye has permitted no change.
I am going to keep things like this.

-Ted Hughes

>>77245336
Anon, I often wish I were deaf and wore a hearing aid.
With a simple flick of a switch, I could shut out the greedy murmur of little men.

>>77246288
>I got sick of dicking around on my phone trying to find the "right" song or music to listen to.
fucking same
it's like a chore

>>77245336
Lately I've just been listening to youtube or audiobooks