Am I a Jerk? - Flecks of Lex

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Am I a Jerk?

I think I might be a jerk at the gym. Not because I leave sweat all over the machine, grunt loudly, or refuse to wear a sports bra. I don't do that, because ew. I think I might be a jerk because I don't want to talk to anybody or make eye contact from the moment I step into the gym, until the moment I leave.

I don't really know why I am so opposed to socializing in the gym. I mean, I'm generally friendly in public. My best friend tells me that I have "Helpful Face," which is the opposite of Bitchy Resting Face (BRF). People feel comfortable coming up to me and starting conversations, and I don't take on some BRF as soon as I walk in the gym, so I get why they still talk to me at the gym. Sure, I've been known to shoot a stink eye at the gym, like on Tuesday morning, when this woman compared her first spin class to the Trail of Tears (honestly, who wouldn't stink eye that?), but that's not really that unusual, right?

Maybe I'm antisocial in the gym because I feel like I am in The Zone when I'm there, and I don't want anyone messing up my concentration. I'm not sure. Regardless, it happens, and I feel like a total jerk.

This morning was no different.

I was in the gym in The Boyfriend's apartment complex. Just me and all of the machines. I was setting up the treadmill to do a tabata workout, when in comes Loud Mouth McGee. This woman steps on the treadmill next to me (why do they always want to be next to someone? Can't they pick any of the bazillion other machines?), and starts walking. About 5 seconds in, here she comes speaking at full volume on her phone. She was so loud, in fact, that I couldn't even hear my music. I shot her a couple of "really?" glances, but that didn't work. About a minute into my frustration, I told myself, "that's alright. She's gonna be pissed when I start sprinting on this thing." And that's exactly what I did. I think I might have even sprinted LOUDER just to piss her off. She shot me some dirty looks, but I didn't care. "I'm so sorry that I'm exercising in the gym!" said nobody ever.

Okay, so now I feel like a jerk. Was that a jerky thing to do? I mean, she was the one with no gym etiquette, right? Or was it me? I don't know!  I've consulted a few lists about jerks at the gym, and came up with nada. Help!

Do you have any pet peeves at the gym?  Am I a jerk? Are you a jerk?



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