Hi Overweight Girl,
I saw you glancing around when you first walked about seeing all the athletic people running their little hearts out on the treadmill. Your eyes gave you away instantly. You were wondering if you really deserved to be there or not. In a second, you had a quick argument with yourself on whether or not you should go over to that empty bike and I could see you quietly thank the lord that the bike was sort of off to the side. Less people who will be staring and judging. You fumble with your iPhone as you try to adjust the seat; your heart beat rising from pure nervousness, but you figure it all out in less time than you probably think you did. No it did not take you fifteen minutes to get accumulated and no one around you is laughing. Everyone is focused on their own goals and desires. Everyone there has a different reason, and hardly anyone decides to go to the gym just to judge other people.
Eventually you find your rhythm. I can tell you are really pushing yourself, upping the resistance, trying to go faster when you are at a lower resistance. You are working it, girl! I can tell this is somewhat painful for you. Even though you are trying to get into your music and tune out the world, I can see you glance at the girls working it on the treadmill. I have no idea why the gym is set up so the treadmills are in the front and wherever you work out, you have to watch people’s asses. I have no idea. But I know you are comparing your fabby ass to their muscular round ones. I know you are thinking “I will never look at that,” and your rhythm starts faltering a little bit. I wanted to scream out to you “don’t compare yourself! You have no idea how long they have been working out and exercising like that! You’re just at the beginning of your fitness journey. It’s going to be a long and painful road but you are going to feel so much better for making these steps today.”
And to my surprise, you kept at it. Even as the sweat poured down your face and you gripped the handlebars with all you had left, you managed to stay on the bikes for 25 minutes. Go you!
But you didn’t stop there. You cleaned up the station and jumped on another machine. A machine that is kind of a cross between a stair master and an elliptical. Weird but very effective. You programmed the machine for one of the weight loss programs and dedicated another 33 minutes of your time to working your ass off, and at the moment, you looked just like any other athlete there. Sure you were not wearing the skin tight exercising clothing that everyone else there was sporting, but at that moment, it did not matter. Because just like everyone else there, you were determined to reach a goal. You were doing this for you and it did not matter what anyone else think.
When you got off, no one applauded. I am pretty sure no one even glanced your way. There were no judging stares and even if there were, you were at the gym for almost an hour. You dedicated a whole hour to improving your life. I know that made you feel absolutely awesome. I know you were floating on air for sucking it up and getting it done. You know how I know? Because that overweight girl is me.
The gym is definitely intimidating and being surrounded by people that appear to be more athletic and thinner than you can be daunting. It does not matter, though. No one is thinking of you, and if they do think of you, I am sure they are thinking “You rock! Way to change your life.”
Because I know that is what I think.
Even if I am thinking it for myself.
So Dear Overweight Person out there who may be too afraid to invest in the gym, just do it. The gym is there for you. People buy memberships to the gym to better themselves. Not to judge others who come through the door.
So just do it because at the end of working out, you will be shining, you will be proud, and you will know you are worth it.
The Overweight Kickass Girl At the Gym