I was shamed this morning, AT the gym, BY an employee for "Not even giving us a full hour." I wanted to cry. And I later did. And I wish I could say I've gotten over it a few hours later.
I have worked very hard lately to find time to exercise and to eat well. Saturday morning, I hit my Goal Weight. I was elated. But what I heard from that employee today was "Hey Fatty, way to be lazy." I want to assume he meant well, but his words hurt.
Forty minutes on the treadmill + some time in the weight room was enough today. I promised the girls some time in the pool and was happily heading to pick them up when this man soured my day.
You have NO idea what people's stories are. You don't know how hard or long someone's been working on something. I am constantly reminding my 4-year-old of this: If what you're saying isn't going to make someone feel good, don't say it.
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