I do it, and I do it big. Here's to not forgetting about it.

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Yes. Yes, it is.

When I started strength training last January, I was not doing so with the intent to build any relationships. “I’m not here to make friends, I’m here to maximize my fineness.” This is not to say that I am standoffish person; au contraire, I’m generally sociable and smiley, tee hee. It’s simply that I do things with specific intent – relationships are generally secondary to whatever agenda I have in mind, for better or worse.

However, my gym has the friendliest bullies in town.

I say this because at every turn, its fearless leader was trying to pull me in. To a race. To its Facebook page. To some team-building event. I would politely decline unless I felt something suited my personal agenda. While I dislike disappointing people, I like doing what I want when I want to even more. 🙂 That being said, I feel the tagline of the group really should be “Where no means ‘not yet.'” Everyone gets sucked in on some level, and I am
not immune. It is what it is.

Little did I know what would come of this.

About a year after I initially joined the gym, I was on the Facebook page (bear in mind, I had no Facebook account at all the year before) and I found myself saying something encouraging to someone I didn’t know very well. I had seen her IRL perhaps twice up to that point. Nonetheless, from what I could tell, she oozed positivity. You’d kinda have to be a complete asshole pretty misguided not to be attracted to her energy.

Pretty soon, the two of us were talking often. I realized that often had become daily, to the point where – at least, for me, if I haven’t spoken with her just to say “sup!” something feels off. This may not seem like a big deal for some, but for me it’s freaking huge. I had thought the close friend making phase of my life was over. I hadn’t had a spontaneous relationship generate like that in several years, since I was in graduate school. I simply had figured, “well, people are getting married and making babies, buying houses, getting divorced, and dying.” No time to make new friends. I’ve cherished the relationships I have and work to consistently nurture them. I’m more than elated to report that there’s a new recruit on my bestie roster.

I really trust this woman. She motivates me to be my best, to try things that I ordinarily would not. I feel compelled to write this today because yet again, during boot camp this morning, when we partnered up (for the first time, yay, she is popular) I was able to do something that I’ve been unable to do for MONTHS. Bloody deck squats. She helped me with my first sub 9 minute mile not too long ago. With her in my life, I am stronger, braver, and probably gentler.

To Michele – I’m so thankful that God has brought you into my life! Thank you for sharing you with me. I know I speak for many when I say that you are truly a remarkable woman whose presence makes the world a better place. I love you!

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Comments on: "Is It Really Possible to Find Love at The Gym?" (1)

  1. “I had thought the close friend making phase of my life was over.”

    Yay grownup friends! There really is something about making friends as an adult…it’s so unexpected, and you know you’re bringing so much of yourself with you…and you’re still friends!

    Yay for Michelle!

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