Well, guys. I'm sorry to do this to y'all but I can't stand myself. And besides, I'm long overdue to write a post that's basically a rant so here goes.
I've been going over to the gym at the community center with some regularity over the past month.
.::patting self on the back::.
I don't swim yet because even though my rash is definitely better, I'm wondering if all the chlorine in the pool will only irritate it further and I'm still kind of embarrassed by it. So instead of skipping exercise altogether, I just head over to the exercise machines. I pedal away on one of their excellent recumbent bikes for twenty minutes, and then I spend another ten minutes on what looks like an exercise bike turned upside down, so that you grip what used to be the pedals and use your arms to power the thing.
Our gym has one exactly like this. I wish they had more.
Yesterday, after completing my thirty minute session and feeling smug because I actually broke a sweat doing it, I headed out of the center. One of the staff members who had seen me come in noticed me as I left. She said, "WELL. That was a quick workout!" and rolled her eyes.
How snarky was that?!
My first reaction was guilt. Yeah, I thought. What I'm doing here is pretty pathetic compared to everyone else...
But I stopped in my tracks as I realized what a dumb stupid thing that was to say to someone. And that I had nothing whatsoever to feel guilty about. So I made an about face and walked back to the senior citizen woman, who had dry frizzled bleached blonde hair, was dangerously tanned into human leather, but yes, was very fit.
"I'm doing the best I can," I said calmly.
She looked at me with a shocked expression.
"I have an autoimmune disease which severely limits my energy. The fact that I can get here at all is an amazing thing. So thirty minutes of any kind of exercise is a real accomplishment."
I turned on my heel and left her blabbering something like, "Oh, I didn't mean to sound that way, I just blah blah blah blah blah..."
I didn't hang around to hear her finish speaking because 1) I didn't hear her use the word "sorry" in that sentence, and 2) by then I was royally hacked off and I would not have been able to continue the conversation in a composed manner. What I was tempted to say to her wouldn't have been pretty. Or nice.
It's been awhile since my hackles were that raised. (What the heck is a hackle, anyway?) I fumed all the way home. Good grief. There were lots of other gym members in the area, and I'm sure they heard her comment. I hope that they listened to my response as well.
I've never felt anything but positivity and encouragement from this staff, so I was shocked. This is the first time that I've ever felt any kind of negative judgement whatsoever over at the community center, and I'm resolved that it won't bundle my undies sufficiently to keep me from going back. And if I EVER hear anything snarky from this or any other staff member......well. Our conversation will be considerably more animated. And will involve someone's supervisor.
I'm thinking that her hair lightening treatments bleached her brain as well.