Note to Men: Don’t Mansplain

I’d like to give a shout-out to the pot-bellied gentleman at the gym last week who went above and beyond mansplaining how to do biceps curls, even though I had just finished a set, was minding my own business, and hadn’t asked for his help.

Like any good little woman, I stood there politely looking out in the distance, my eyes only slightly glazing over, as he s-l-o-w-l-y (and occasionally incorrectly) described AND DEMONSTRATED! various weight lifting techniques, while telling me how he had just joined a gym for the first time a few weeks ago.

Oh, what an informative and enlightening speech! What would I have done without it?

Especially since (he thought) I had been bumbling around the gym I’ve visited three times a week for the last five years while my clueless lady brain struggled to figure out what to do with those little old 8-pound weights. 

Thank goodness Mr. Correctile Dysfunction swooped in - with only a mildly condescending tone - and saved my morning workout!

Cheers to that fine man and his unsolicited guidance! Bless his heart!