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Years ago, a buddy got me going to his gym so he could show me the ropes. He'd been lifting most of his life and I really trusted him. It was the sort of gym where people go to do serious work. A lifter's lifting gym. Everyone there looked so serious and were pressing so much weight. I have never been that sort.
But they were all incredibly kind to me. Helped me when they thought I needed it. Never in a demeaning way. Any bad vibes I got from them was pretty much on me.
Those were really cool times. The gym would shut down about two years later and I haven't really gone to a gym since.
Damn. Yeah a close friend I know has been taking me to the gym whenever he's free so it's nice to get out with him every once in a while. Gym guys are pretty nice.