A buddy of mine who works out there invited me, i wanted to see what every one was talking about so i went.
I walk in the doors, first thing I see written on the wall in letters a s big as my torso… “LEAVE YOUR EGO AT THE DOOR”. Wearing a shorts and a beater and a little bit aof muscle on me, grandma and her chubby grandaughter stare me down.
Its chest shoulder and tri day so we head to the back to the …smith machines. While heading back I pass endless machines that all say “Judgement Free”, and the weight rack from 5lbs to a whopping 75lbs. Above the weight racks was the infamous Lunk Alarm, Abanner that said “NO GRUNTING, NO WEIGHT DROPPING, and NO JUDGING” with a purple siren underneither ready to go off at any given moment.
Anyways we walked to the back and pumped out our sets of bench. With everyone looking at me struggling and … grunting to push the weight, I felt as if I was being (dare I say) Judged.
The place was so quiet my voiced stress was literally echoing throught out the gym. I kept looking at the purple alarm waiting for it go off.
Chest complete shoulders complete and on the last set of skull crushers, I am pretty beat and I aint holding back. An over wieght lady wearing a purple Planet Fitness shirt (a fitness coach maybe?) came up tp me and said “You are going to half to let out another way because you are making way too much noise, or you will get in trouble”. To be honest I was hoping someone would say something to me.
I wasnt mean about it. I just told her I cant hold it in or i might pop a blood vessel , and it was my last set anyway. She thanked me then returned behind the desk with 3 other chubby employees. On my way out I was half tempted to dip into the jar of tootie rolls, but I resisted.
To sum up, I was judged by those who dont wanna be judged. I lifted like normal, wasnt being an ass but wasnt being an old lady. They dont like me.
Not an exciting story I know but just thought I would share it with you guys. Needless to say I aint going back.