First of all, the average level of fitness at the planet fitness I go to is far higher than the stereotype, even higher than a “serious” gym I’ve went to.
Now, there’s tons of fitness chicks, and normal sized fit dudes.
As a buddy pointed out to me, a big guy there is fluky.
I had him with me, and a chick who I’m friendly with, that had checked me out before, seemed to check him out too.
I thought it interesting she acted similar to him and I.
(The difference being I had ended up talking to her before the day of this story, whereas he didn’t introduce himself to the obviously interested girl. That day she waved to me, whereas she self consciously hid her smile from him. That blew his mind.)
I was joking “oh her type must be 6′ men with red hair”, (my beard, his hair) he pointed out to me that yes those are commonalities, but what I wasn’t noticing is that the two of us are much more muscular than the norm there, both flukes of development in that particular building.
A lot of people come out of the woodwork at pf, complimenting me on how hard I train, how I’m able to be as big as I am and still do calisthenics (handstand pushup ability gained me a training partner)
, and asking me advice on bulking both dietary and training wise.
It makes me feel very good. It’s something I didn’t really have happening much before, that now is becoming a fairly regular occurrence, and at increasing frequency. I’ve even had gym chicks complimenting my work ethic, it’s not just from guys.
I’ve had a chick (petite overall with very muscular thighs) suggest we train together.
All the given props is one of the many things I like about the gym.
Another, is that the physicality just makes you feel good. You can’t put in honest effort and not walk out the gym high on life.
And cooly enough, I no longer have the urge for junk food. I’m living mostly on meat and milk right now. That’s very clean for me, considering my past eating.
-J