I only realized yesterday that I had been shitlording the neighbors for some time. I stay away from gym fats by working out at home. I have an assortment of kettlebells and a multi-rig on my garage ceiling from which I can hang and do pull-ups.  One exercise I do is called the Farmer's Carry (or walk). I put on a 40-lb vest, and pick up a large kettlebell in each hand and walk about 40 meters back-and-forth in front of my house. I repeat 6-8x. Sometimes I get foot traffic past my home. The fit people smile or say hello regularly (in fact, one shitlady around the corner is very encouraging). The hams almost always walk with their heads down, avoiding eye contact.  My ham neighbors across the street (with whom I have parking issues!) scowl like defeated children when they waddle to their car. Seeing them is what clued me into this little realization. Excuse me, time for rep #6.