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Friday, October 22, 2010

Back off B*tch

I like taking classes at the gym. I try to go at least three times a week, operative word here is try. When the music starts, I am very glad that I pushed myself to come. Of course my favorite part is the end of the class but that's another story. Getting to the gym is definitely the hard part. It used to be the usual excuses - I'm tired, it's getting dark out - but once I found the class that I loved to take those excuses weren't the reasons anymore.

Sure, getting there was still the hard part but for a completely different reason. Location. It's all about location. It's not just for real estate people. In order to get a prime spot in class, I need to arrive at least 20 minutes before the class starts. It's a tough crowd. No joke. Ruthless. I'm talking lynch mob. I've almost been trampled.

I usually take the night classes but after my near death experience I was taking a break and going for the less frightful morning scene. It's still a fight-for-your-life experience but you can leave the weapons at home which is nice since they don't really fit in the gym bag. I always go front and center. I'm not one of those people that like to be behind anyone. I know what I'm doing. I believe that if you know what you are doing, you belong in the front row. If you don't, move.

I've seen so many people who are clueless insist on running to be front and center and then are lost throughout a class and throw off those around them. This is very annoying to those of us who are trying to get a great workout and who must then be careful of what we are doing. Move it or lose it. Hey, I've been a newbie before. I've kept to the back when I was. I didn't distract anyone. I learned, I moved up.

So here I am, getting ready for class the other day. This class starts pretty early so it's empty for a while. There was no one around me. I loved it. The music starts, I have plenty of room. Ah, this is the way a class should be. 15 minutes into the class I see her. The woman we refer to as "the saver". She likes to come into class early, leave her bag in a certain area on the floor to save her "spot" and leave. You can't save spots in a class. This is not allowed but she does it.

All of a sudden I realize that I have no room next to me. That b*tch just came and stood almost on top of me. What the....are you kidding me? I look around the room. There are so many spots available and yet, this woman is practically in my lap. I am amazed. I'm trying to concentrate on what we are doing but all I want to do is take this woman out. To make matters worse, she's one of those. Yes, you guessed it. Uncoordinated, no rhythm, keeps moving in the opposite direction of where we are all moving. Ugh.

What the hell is wrong with people? Are they seriously that clueless that they don't see all the open areas and see no problem with moving right on top of someone? I wasn't about to move and I wasn't going to shorten my movements. If she wanted to be near me than she was going to hit. She must have gotten the clue a few times because she backed away although she kept inching closer to me again every so often.

However, a couple of dirty looks and some arms swings in her direction kept her at bay. I think she wanted my spot. Maybe she thought she could bully me into moving. I don't think so. Obviously she doesn't know who she's dealing with.


  1. haha! that is awesome! just had a similar experience at zumba....i feel ya, got to have my personal space but some people dont understand so you have to flail your arms a little to make your point....

  2. Hahaha! Having had the same experience, I can relate. Stand your ground...she'll clue in eventually!