Up to 155# now. Which is cake for some of you. But let’s take a second to consider I myself weigh 130# soaking wet… sooo…
That feeling when you find out that your supervisor—the one you have revered, appreciated, been inspired by, and possibly considered yourself friends with for the past 5 months— has been making fun of you behind your back to other coworkers, over your mistakes made while doing something you had absolutely zero experience with.
I just feel betrayed, disappointed/let down, humiliated…and really hurt.
And I don’t know how to go back Monday and not treat her differently. (Although I technically shouldn’t know any of this, and there’s no way for me to address it with her without throwing my friend who told me under the bus.)
We have a huge influx of newbies at the gym (I feel like I say this once a week. They just keep coming!) which is great…
I started talking to this one girl during the warm up, asked if it was her first day, she said yes and then followed it up with “I just wanna tone up, I don’t wanna look like a *motions to arms* bodybuilder, so we’ll see how it goes.”