I love to workout and I’m definitely a bit of a gym addict. In this post I told you how awesome my personal trainer is, in the this post I mentioned how a smile at the gym put me on cloud 9 and in this post I spoke about how I stood up to insults at the gym. A few days ago I had another interesting moment at the gym that I want to share with you all.
I went to the gym, as usual, and worked hard, as usual. I was focusing on an overall body workout. I hit exercises that hit all the muscle groups, I moved between exercises quickly, I didn’t waste any time sleeping on a machine (oh, I’ve seen it being done!), or talking. I focused and I had a great workout.
Just as I was leaving the workout area a man (I would say in his 50s) stopped me and randomly asked how long I had been training for. I felt nervous, and like I wanted the ground to swallow me up whole. The last thing I needed was someone judging me. If you look at me then you may think I don’t workout. I answered that I’d been training for a few years. He said he’d been watching me and that I was doing everything right. My form was great and I was doing a good job. I didn’t know whether to be mortified (I’ve always operated under the assumption no one’s watching me!), or to be happy that someone thought I was doing a good job. He went on to ask me if I ate a ‘clean diet’. I said yes. He spoke about how important a clean diet was – with no cheats. He encouraged me – told me to keep going and that I’ll get there. He was bigger in the past and once he started working out and eating clean the weight just fell off. I was touched. He was just showing that he cared. He showed a genuine interest in me, and really just wanted me to succeed. He appreciated that I was doing all the right things and encouraged me to keep going. My faith in humanity was once again restored – not everyone is insulting me, laughing at me or waiting for me to fail.