Right now, I’m working on some breathing techniques to calm me down over a short conversation from earlier. Beware, a rant is directly ahead…
I was asked to go talk about my experiences from last year at the Bazaar at a meeting today even though I am no longer part of the group that runs it. I happily agreed, b/c they do raise a lot of money, and they need to fill my position for this coming year. I showed up, did my spiel (while people are snickering in the background talking about how everyone had gained weight last year except for me because I rode my bike in to the 4 day event which wasn’t even true. I rode in one day! This was not in a good tone either, RUDE!), but I kept my cool. I was happy to talk about my chair position on the committee, and I emphasized that the person taking over needed to be outgoing otherwise you would not be able to sell tickets and raise money for the community. After the more than 2 hour meeting, I finally got into my car and started to drive away when I saw a lady that had mentioned her interest in my old position. This is how the conversation went:
Me: Hi! Please let me know if you have any questions regarding your duties or anything else for that matter! If you want, we can get together for coffee to discuss the details of the job! (Please note that I don’t randomly have coffee with anyone. I am really busy with my other commitments during the day, but I offered this anyway.)
Her: Oh thanks! (fake, fake smile) Insert blatant sarcastic voice for the next statement: Or we could get together, and we could just workout! Yeah right!
Me: Um, (forced smile, feeling awkward) or we could just have coffee. I just want to help you feel comfortable with this position. (gritting teeth)
Her: Yeah, okay! Bye! (sarcastic, fake smile during comment, then rolled eyes as she turned her head away from my car)
Keep in mind, that I don’t know this woman other than a few minor encounters at the pool when I used to lifeguard in which I was very nice in all of those situations.
I am so sick of being nice and smiling when people make comments like that. I get them all the time. People “don’t get” why I run or do triathlons. I can’t even imagine what it will be like when I start dabbling in half Ironmans and hopefully an Ironman.
Just because I’m a fitness instructor and like pink doesn’t mean I’m an airhead or an idiot!
Just because I am working hard towards a goal of being a better runner, swimmer, and cyclist, doesn’t mean I don’t have a brain!
Just because I take health seriously, and I eat healthy most of the time (I go overboard sometimes just like everyone else) doesn’t mean that I’m anorexic!
This totally reminded me of a situation that I had back in Tucson. The president of the engineering firm called me into his office, and said that he was worried about me and my eating habits. He said that no one saw me eating (he probably meant that no one saw me eating the donuts and chocolate in the breakroom). Let me just preface this with the fact that I had a back office in which I would maybe see 3 humans a day. Half of the drawers in my desk were full of food. I ate ALL the time. I thanked him for his concern, but I let him know that I was eating 2,000 to 3,000 calories a day along with a lot of running. Let me just also say that my natural weight on my small 5’5” frame is anywhere from 120-130. It just depends on my fat/muscle ratio. I wasn’t mad at my boss. He was like my dad over there. I was mad at my co-worker instead. I guess some girl (who was jealous) was spreading rumors about me at the office. She was struggling with her own issues in weight loss. This was annoying because I had been through and beat that whole eating disorder thing a couple of years before and weighed 15 pounds more than I did when I was going through that.
I don’t want this to sound like some skinny girl bitching about her troubles with being skinny, but I get annoyed when people seem to want to punish or make fun me for wanting to be healthy or workout or train.
I am an educated woman working on my masters, and this woman today was treating me like I was an airhead. I have no idea what her problem is with me or what, but I was annoyed to say the least. I care about all my students, and safety is my number one concern when I teach indoor cycling. Everyone is shaped differently, and I think everyone should love their bodies!
Do you ever hang out with people who don’t work out, and get treated differently? Do you ever feel pressured to eat a certain way in social situations?
Thanks for letting me vent!! I feel much better! 😉