Sunday, September 7, 2008

Day 36: Gym people

Alright, so I'm playing catch up right now and writing a post for what I learned on Friday, September 5, 2008. That Friday, as with every weekend night that I spend in Albany, is a test for me to be able to see if I have made enough connections to make plans and have something to do. I've been spending a lot of time with my new friend The Chemist that I work with. Friday, she had invited me over to her apartment for drinks and to then go out with her, her roommate, and some of their friends from high school.

We went to a bar in Schenectady that I'd actually been to a few times for lunch with co-workers and had also been taken on a date there a few weeks back. It was interesting to see this bar in a different light... or I should rather say in the absence of light, as it was the first time I'd been there at night. There was a live band and the outdoor portion of the bar was a great atmosphere with lots of people. We all had a really good time and what I learned on this day is where all of the people who work at the gym I belong to and all of the really intense, hardcore, gym people go out.

Now, with my quest to make friends and all you may have thought that this was a good thing... to start to recognize some people that I know around town and run into friendly faces. But yeah, that is absolutely not the case. "Gym people" freak me out. By "gym people" I mean those people that have solid muscular bodies, survive off of energy bars and power drinks, only associate with other gym people, and either work at the gym, spend all of their time at the gym, or both. They are buff, they are dedicated, they could all beat me up, and they scare the hell out of me.

These "gym people" I feel judge me. I feel they are superior human beings. I feel like as I fidder fodder around at the gym not really knowing what I'm doing and fighting to lose a few pounds, these "gym people" are probably laughing at me and my incorrect form and technique and way of working out. I've always said that I will not try to debate things that I do not know anything about with someone that does know a lot. I know that I probably am not doing things perfectly at the gym but I do the best I can. I can't run the farthest or the fastest, I can't lift the most, I definitely do not have the best body. And yet I have to work out in front of all of these "gym people" who do know what they're doing.

So apparently all these gym people go out to this one bar and apparently the intimidation that I feel by them translates outside of the walls of the gym.

I'm fairly certain that I will never be one of these gym people and I am fairy positive that I don't want to be. Hopefully, one day I'll get to the stage where I don't feel quite as judged or intimidated by "gym people."


Amy said...

Hi Katie! Here's what I think and maybe it will help make you a little less intimidated by those gym weirdos :) Those people are they way that they are because they are so self-obsessed and self-focused so chances are they are so into themselves that they haven't even noticed you at the gym, they just don't have the time! Just a thought :)

Doodlebug said...

I used to feel the same way, but the few "gym" people that I've come across usually have a "good for you" attitude and are happy to help out if you don't know how to use some equipment etc.. Still, there are those that seem totally self absorbed!!