>> Friday, January 18, 2013
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.
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
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!