Sometimes I
hate the gym. No, it is not what you think. Sometimes I hate the
people at the gym. The people that WORK
at the gym. Here is why. Yesterday, I am minding my business getting
my cardio in. I had already done 30
minutes on the Stepmill (that mother is a biotch) and I was at minute 10 on the
elliptical enjoying Four Weddings on TLC (I don’t have TLC at home so I try and
watch it at the gym it I can). When
these two “trainers” approach me.
Trainer 1:
Hi
Me
(startled): Hey…
T1: This is
Dominique, he is new here and is going to start training people.
Me: Hey…
T1: Since I know that you are super nice and here often I
decided to come over and say hello.
Me (In my
head): Oh lucky me….
T1: So you come here a lot eh? (Canadians do say
eh)
Me: Yeah, I try to come every day, you know try
and get off that extra weight
T1: Well you have lost weight since you have been
here, what 15 pounds?
Me: No I
haven’t actually I put on about 20...
T1: No, no you haven’t
Me: Yes I
have
PAUSE
Now this
where I get mad, how are YOU telling ME how much weight I have or haven’t lost,
mind your effin business. That is one
thing that I hate about this journey, people always try and size up my weight
lose. Things like, wow I never realized how big you were or do you really weigh that much? Are questions that erk me. I have gained 10-15 pounds in the
last year. Please do NOT try and tell me
that I haven’t. You are not my clothes
that I have to put on everyday, thank you very much.
That is the
end of my rant.
Thank you
for reading and have a great weekend!
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