My first real gym-fat experience I never really noticed more than one or two gym fats until I moved to a small town and a very. very. VERY small gym. I honestly felt like most of these stories were at least partially fabricated, as in v/thathappened. I had seen the formerly male sweaty deathfat sweating all over everything and not wiping ti down, I had seen the formerly male gym fat who "wouldn't want to look too skinny" and making loud excuses for being staying fat. But last week was my first selfie-do nothing gymfat. It was just extra noticeable because my new gym is less than 900sq ft. Most of us are there for realz, lots of buff dudes, a couple elderly who are just staying healthy and not fat, one or two butterbeasts who keep to themselves and don't get in the way. There is one fatty who has little chicken legs and she holds on to the rails the WHOOLE TIME she stomps on the belt at about 6mph, but thats for another time. Back to Selfie Suet, she had multiple rolls on her belly, but a 'stylish' gym outfit. make-up done, and would sit at machines to take pictures. Mind you, there are 4 treadmills, two crossramps, 3 ellipticals, 2 bikes, and 2 rowing machines, two racks of free-weights, one squat rack, one total body gym machine, a couple medicine balls, a heavy rope-thing that is way harder than it looks, some kettlebells, and only one each of a small selection of weight machines (seated bench, leg press). So of course she comes at the most crowded time, and sits on machines that are in high demand to take pictures. I wasn't really annoyed until she came over to where I was doing kettle bell work, picked up the 30lb, took a picture with it, and put it down and walked away, but didn't put the bell back where it goes. Godammit.