Why are the ones giving unsolicited advice in the gym always fucking fat? Alright so today, I was training shoulders. On the bench doing shoulder presses. First set, I do admit was a tad bit faster than usual...but this random guy with a big ol beer gut taking advice from his daughter wearing birkenstocks and a dress to the fucking gym on how to do tricep extensions, decided to stop me and tell me I needed to slow down, I'll feel the difference.  Seriously. Just because I don't wear headphones when I'm lifting, doesn't mean I openly welcome criticism from people who clearly have never stepped foot inside of the gym before. Leave me alone, killing my vibes over here. Fuck