Recipe for Disaster.

So – as I’ve mentioned – I am working out now with Mr.Zoot. We started Monday. MrZoot belongs to a very manly gym. Its mainly a bunch of benches and free weights. It is not one of the cushy, gym/singles bar type gyms I’ve been too before. No siree.

Anywho – I was/am a little intimidated by his gym. Yes – I’ve had gym membership before, but usually at places like Golds Gym. This place is for SERIOUS weight lifters. Factor THAT in with my insecurities over my body in general. Then, you have me – looking over my shoulder making sure no one was laughing at me, hiding behind machines because all the DAMN walls are covered in DAMN mirrors. I was also feeling like MrZoot was MORTIFIED to be seen with such a flabby amateur wussy weight lifter.

Okay – now take ALL those insane insecurites and mix them up with the fact that I am a Type-A stubborn control freak who does NOT like being told what to do OR how to do it. Take insecurity and stubborness and bake with the voice of MrZoot telling me what I’m doing wrong and how to do things for two freakin’ hours on Monday. Let the product sit. NOW? Put the mixture BACK in the oven to be cooked under the SAME instructions/criticisms from MrZoot tonight.

At the point RIGHT before the mixture is burnt, have MrZoot freak out over bending at the BACK instead of the KNEES when replacing a weight. What do you have?

Wimpy, Insecure, Stubborn Zoot crying at the gym surrounded by gobs of sweaty, grunty, muscley men. I am soooo embarassed. I cried at the GYM. Could I be anymore wimpy NOW? Jeez…



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13 Responses to “Recipe for Disaster.”
  1. Lee says:

    I spose ya could have shit yer drawers too….that woulda been REALLY wimpy. (LOL)

  2. Nicole says:

    Naw…wimpy is good. I work out with my husband too. And when I started doing the bench press, I could barely lift the bar, let alone any weights. I have now worked myself up to a hefty 12.5 pounds. You will too.

    Besides, you are beautiful. You are probably intimidating the crap out of all the big muscle men in there anyway. A few tears never hurt anyone.

    • Vishnu says:

      Flattered, I’m sure. And Christmas is the peerfct time for insane amounts of sugar.I’ll be sure to let you know when I post.(Dibs on Sarah and Jen. If I had more sisters, they would be it.) (Am I being selfish?)Thank you, my dear.

  3. Rick says:

    Z, No one, absolutely no one, cared that you were there, or what kind of shape your in. Judging from the blog photos no one is saying, “oh, here comes tubby Zoot” either. The bodybuilders only care about themselves, which is why every wall is a mirror. So hang in there.

  4. tani says:

    oh honey! don’t let this minor happening (rick is right, they probably didn’t even notice what happened, i mean they are MEN after all) discourage you! i felt like such a blob when i started at the gym, but now i turn up my mp3 player and tune everyone out. the only time anyone notices me is if i’m on a machine that they want! don’t worry about it. this too, shall pass. and i don’t care what lee said. shittin’ your pants would’ve been sooooooo way worse! lol

  5. Chris says:

    Yeah, I am going with Joe on this one.

    C

  6. meegan says:

    i have such a gym phobia that i am scared to even step foot in one. in fact, when driving past one i accelerate a good 5 mph. just because. i give you credit just for staying long enough to have something decent to cry about! :)

  7. sandra says:

    Just go back and kick all their butts! Starting out is always the hardest and taking instruction form someone close is never easy. Stick with it the results are worth the effort (even though you look like you don’t have far to go) :)

  8. Shawna says:

    People at the gym DO judge flabby people… and their judgement is “Good for you for taking that step and coming here!”

  9. Kim says:

    Zoot — wanna have access to post on my No Excuses page? You can suffer along with me.

    I will say: going to the non-wimpy gym is a good thing. It forces you to work out harder, which can’t be a bad thing.

    Keep it up girl. I’ve worked out every day this week, I’m VERY proud of myself. Very very. You should be proud of yourself too. We’re doing better than 75% of North America.

  10. ZOOTMOM says:

    You hang in there girl. You’re beautiful and most certainly don’t have
    a fat cell on your body….Remember, I”ve seen you recently and just because I love you doesn’t mean I’m prejudiced (sp) Just don’t start looking too much like MrZ…

  11. Joe says:

    Could you find a gym of your own to join?

  12. J says:

    oh honey…I feel so bad for you…I think I would cry too if that happened to me. Then I’d smack My honey after that for making me feel like that. Sorry MrZ but..come on man! Give a girl a break…

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Hi. I’m Kim.

This is my blog that I've been writing on since January, 2004. I call myself Zoot as it's a derivative of an old childhood nickname. I used to write about my struggles to have children, but eventually I succeeded and now, I write a lot about those kids. I don't use my kid's exact names simply because if someone Googles their very unique names in the future, I don't want them stumbling upon my entries about boobsweat. I mean, would you hire someone whose Mom writes openly about such topics? NO. YOU WOULD NOT.

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