After having a good rant on this dude changes his web name too much blog, I got to experience a bit of first hand assuming that drove me so bonkers last night.
One thing that took me a really long time to understand is to stop judging people at the gym. Everyone has their own goals in their head and you're best to just leave them alone and well 'do you'.
Granted, I do silently judge when something looks so wrong I'm 99% sure I'm going to see them in my clinic later, but I keep it to myself and go about my thing.
What I haven't really talked about on this blog is that I'm halfway through Jamie Eason's Live Fit.
I love it, but I'm saving a review for later.
To begin with, I was pretty pumped to walk in to my gym to find the squat rack empty. Silently I did a little whoop in my head and BEE LINED it over. My first exercise was a narrow stance squat, something I've never done before. I was playing around with which muscles I was using and going slow with just the bar. I thought I was doing okay when a fellow gym goer caught my attention. I removed my earbuds thinking he would ask me how many sets I had left.
He proceeded to tell me that I should do a wider stance and interrupted my workout for a good 5 minutes after I explained that I was trying to do narrow stance. This convo included how I was going to wreck my back and knees. NO SHIT. That's why I'm low weight and trying to get it right.
20 minutes later I started double walking lunges. Step-down-up-down-step. He catches me at the end of a set and the exchange goes like this:
Guy: Double Lunges eh? Pretty tough.
Me: Yeah, my legs are dead after that set.
Guy: You know you don't have to kill yourself
Me: Meh, I know my body pretty well, I'll go down in weight if I need to.
Guy: You know, bodybuilding.com has some pretty tough programs. There's this other site called T-----nation----dot---com that has some good programs. Not so hard.
Me: Yeah, I know that site. *starting to fume*
Guy: So what's your name.
Guy: I'm *blahblahblahnolongerlisteningblahblahblah*
Me: Cool. Have a good workout.
I wish I could have accurately described how small he made me feel. I avoided going near him the rest of my workout.
What I'm assuming: He thought I didn't look 'fit' enough to be doing what I was doing. Just because I'm 5'1" and somewhere around the 160 mark does NOT mean I'm out of shape or inept at lifting weights. Just because I haven't quite got the form down, doesn't mean I don't know what I'm doing.
The worst part: I turn my physio brain off when I walk out the door of my work. I had NO capacity to say something back to him.
I just hope I don't have to see him at the gym again.