The Conversation Almost Verbatim – The Owner

Some weeks ago on a Friday late afternoon in May of 2008 (exact date to be inserted later), one of the owners, whose son plays for the Auburn Tigers, interrupted me in the middle of an upper body workout by standing to the front right of the machine, thus blocking my movement.

With a smug grin glued to his face, he said, “You’re getting too big.”

“Excuse?” I replied, not quite sure I heard correctly.

“I said, you’re getting too big.” He continued to smile.

I didn’t know what to say except thank you. As a female bodybuilder, it’s not necessarily an insult to hear feedback that you’re gaining size.

“I don’t think you understand,” he said, his voice taking on a slight edge. “You’re getting too big. You’re going to lose your femininity.” He shifted his body and leaned in a bit closer. “Let me ask you something. Why are you doing this? Why?”

I shrugged. “Because I like it?” I offered, still not sure what direction this intrusive line of questioning was headed.

“Because you like it?” he repeated. “When are you going to stop?” he demanded.

Why This Blog

As I wrote in the About section of this blog, the universe has spoken, it must be done. I’ve miraculously managed to let go of the resentment and anger I’ve harbored for numerous months as a member of PF in a relatively short amount of time. But out of duty to the future patrons of this fitness chain, you should know what you’re getting into before you decide to hand over your money and sign the dotted line.

I am going to attempt to document the facts and tidy up my thoughts in the least amount of posts possible so that I may continue to move on without further interruption and free myself of the negativity associated with Planet Fitness.