Most days, I think it’s great to be a woman. Today was not one of those days.
I went to the gym today and here’s what happened. The gym was empty except for me:
*I notice a guy walk in. He doesn’t immediately use equipment. He lingers behind me (treadmills face windows)*
Me, thinking: What is he doing?
*Guy walks out, then back in. Lingers.*
Me: Stay calm, keep walking.
*Guy goes back out again, male friend walks in with original guy*
Me: What the hell is going on? Are they working out or what?
*Guys linger behind me*
Me: Focus on walking. There are cameras in here. But is anyone actually monitoring them? Why aren’t these guys just working out?
*From reflection on a TV in front of me, I notice that those guys finally start working out. First guy stops and lingers by the door.*
Me: for fuck’s sake…what is he doing?
*I look over at him quickly in case I need to identify him later. I keep an eye out on the other gym door and begin to plan how to get out of there fast. Another woman walks in and I feel slight relief, but fight or flight has kicked in*
Me: I want to finish my cardio but I’m too heightened. The other machines are too close to those guys. Should I leave now, with just this other lady in here with those 2 guys? Those guys may be harmless. I’ll wait.
*Another woman walks in. I damn near jump off the treadmill and leave*
I hate this. I hate that I couldn’t finish my workout because I was too concerned about those guys. I just want to exercise without worrying about my safety or being hit on. Years ago I was sexually harassed at a gym and nothing was done so I quit going. I hadn’t thought much about that until today.
I checked my Garmin later and you can see when my heart rate spiked. I didn’t change speed.