I Had To Say Something!

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#MagicWithinme,



Even though it was in an email…

Recently I left onderland... That same day I went to the local Planet Fitness and signed up.
I signed up for a “create your own work out”. I sat down with the trainer and he asked me what I wanted to do. I said tighten up stuff; I have a lot of looseness. He proceeded to ask me if I was serious really serious about it. I asked if the work outs were 30 minutes long and he said oh no mine are 45 minutes to an hour long. I’m not going to bother writing you up a schedule until I know what you can do, and proceeded to tell me he had someone that has followed his routine and lost 12 lbs in 3 weeks. We scheduled a follow up meeting the next day, he said for now go jump on the step climber for cardio and that was the end of my consultation 5 minutes. I did go on the step climber for about 10 minutes and left. That was my first day.
At the time, I didn’t say anything, but the fat person heard “I don’t have time for you, I’m not going to bother “. Needless to say I did not show up the next day to meet the trainer. Since then I have gone in to work on the various machines on my own: have seen the trainer numerous times, he has never approached me, or even acknowledged me. I have seen him talk to new people and walk them around, show them the various machines. This is am and pm times. I let it fester inside me, every time I saw him that same thought went through my head, I’m not worth his time. After talking to my family, about what happened, they reminded me, that he is there to work for me, help me.
I know myself and had I said something to him, I probably would have teared up. Being in the gym I am at my most vulnerable as many people who are losing weight and looking for help are. But I have gone every day for the past 15 days at 6:00 am shows my commitment. I finally decided to write an email to the club website. Everywhere in the club there are signs that say no gym-intimidation, no judgement zone, and that is exactly what happened. In my email I said that I felt intimidated and judged by weight trainer by what he said, by what he saw, this is what this fat person heard. I asked for help/assistance and I was dismissed. I went there to start a health regime to better my health not to become a weight lifter. If I misunderstood what the trainer’s position is in the gym then I apologized and said shame on me, but if his job is to help people start work out routines and help those who ask and he didn’t, then shame on him. I also went on to state that because of that incident I would never request a trainer again or try to go to any other the classes offered. (Same trainer). My family (I love my family, they always help me see the light) also pointed out, what if it has happened to other people going in? That they too have asked for help starting routines and were dismissed in the same way? And you know what, he is not worth MY time! I feel better for doing the email, maybe the trainer didn’t realize he was doing that and that he consider this a help to him to do his job.

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