Caution - Sexy Fat Chick Coming Through!

I had a super funny experience at the gym today. I got hit on by a super buff guy. Now, let me preface this story by telling you I do NOT look like some of these chicks who work out at my gym:

See the toned arms and legs, the flat tummy, the smile? Nope not me at all. Not to mention the fact that she's hardly even sweating (if she is at all!).

No, I look more like this:

Notice the flabby thighs, padded butt, and jiggly arms. Now add a pony tail, a super red splotchy face (thanks to my Black Foot Indian & English descent), mega sweat pouring all over my face, soaking through my XL Jared Coones Run shirt, and yes, stinky, nasty smell (cause I haven't showered since Saturday night) - and you've got me today. Hey, what can I say - I have a very realistic view of my body.  =)

Which brings us back to my story. I've been working out at the gym a lot for my weight loss challenge. There's a super buff guy there, who I see just about every time I'm there. He always smiles and says hi. I always assumed he was one of the personal trainers I didn't know. So, being the polite person I am, I nod or say hello as I pass by too. That's it.

Until today.

About thirty minutes into my running &weight training workout (which was totally kicking my butt - hence the red face and mega sweat), I ran into this guy again while running one of my laps. I had to slow down and walk around some ladies blocking the path & this guy (walking the opposite direction) stops me.

He motions for me to take off my headphones (cause I like to blast Bon Jovi and try to forget the torture I'm putting myself through).

I pulled out the ear buds. "Hi," I said, panting and trying to catch my breath.

"Hi, I'm Steve. What's your name?" Buff Guy said back.

"Danyelle," I reply. Hey, I'm nice like that!

"I see you here a lot, working out and pushing yourself. I just wanted to say I think you're doing a great job. Keep it up," he said.

I smile. "Thanks."

He smiles back, then turns back to head wherever he was going and I put my headphones back on and continue my lap. About ten minutes later, Buff Guy comes up to me again. This time while I'm lifting weights.

"Hey," he said. "I was wondering how often you come in. I thought maybe we could plan some days to work out together."

At this point, I was trying to figure out if that's a business question and he's trying to drum up some more personal training clients or if he's actually asking me a personal question. So, I figured being honest is the best route to go.

"Well, it just depends on my kids schedules."

A surprised look crosses his face. "Oh. You have kids. How many?"

"Four," I reply.

His eyes bug out. "You have four kids?"

"Yes." Just imagine the smile on my face.

"So, I assume you're, uh, married?" Buff Guy asks.

"Yes, my hubby and I have been married for twelve years." I probably looked like a dork, all sweaty with a cheesy grin on my face.

"Oh. Well, uh, have a great work out." And man, he was outta there lickety split!

So, I guess that means he wasn't a personal trainer for the gym, huh? I made sure to stop by the personal trainer board after my work out, and guess what? No Steve's.

I came home, told my hubby about Buff Guy and just couldn't stop laughing! Man, why do these things have t happen when I don't have a friend around to say, "Holy smokes! Did you see that???"

This brings me to a question - Why would a guy try to pick up a nasty-smelling-sweaty-obviously-overweight chick at the gym? Is my allure just that magnetic?  (Yeah, you can peel your laughing behind off the ground now . . . )

I did learn one important lesson today. Apparently it doesn't matter how much we chickies weigh or even how good we smell. If we just keep working hard to be the best chicks we can be, we're always attractive, sexy, beautiful, gorgeous women.

Even if we are red-faced, sweaty, and stinky.

Would you like to comment?

Stephanie Black said...

Danyelle, you hot chick! That is awesome.

Kellie said...

I agree. That is awesome:) And hey, you are beautiful, red face, sweat, and all!

Peggy Urry said...

Ah, Danyelle, that's awesome! Great story - thanks for sharing.

Tamera Westhoff said...

Guys like curves! (As evidenced by our husbands!) I bet that was hilarious!

Heather Moore said...

You are just too cute--sweaty or not!

Jewel's Gems said...

Oh, my heck, that is too awesome, you beautiful voluptuous woman, you:-)

Valerie Ipson said...

That is funny and a good boost to how hard you've been working.

kbrebes said...

He obviously recognized quality when he saw it! I bet he figured if you work that hard at the gym then you must be a high caliber, worthwhile woman of great character--which you are!!! And, of course, there's those curves he couldn't resist! Go Mama! Great way to start a day!

Why Not? Because I Said So! said...

Great story! You should be so proud of yourself for all of that hard work. You give me hope for myself. Keep it up Danyelle!

Melissa Cunningham said...

I LOVED this post! I laughed the whole way through, because girl, you're just like me. Or at least you feel like me when I'm working out and it's not a pretty picture. LOL

Keep that experience fresh as long as you can! There's NOTHING that feels better than to be hit on after you've had 4 kids and feel like . . . well, you know.


Anonymous said...

LOVE this! Totally brought a smile to my face. Keep up the good work! :)

Tamara Hart Heiner said...

that's really funny...I've got some funny ones...but nothing beats the guy who stopped me as I came out of the restroom and asked me out...in front of my husband who was sitting on a chair outside of the bathroom.

Sara said...

Oh man! Where was I?!?!?!? You'll have to point out Buff Guy to me sometime! :)

Julie S said...

Did ya get his number for me???

Danyelle Ferguson said...

I seriously don't know why the hairy legs didn't clue him in that I was off the market. Cause really, what woman who wants to attract a man goes out in shorts without shaving her legs? =)

Sorry, Julie, no phone number. He was buff, but not that cute.

Unknown said...

Bwahahahaha! Best story I've heard in a long time--and teaches us how hard we are on ourselves!

And makes me wonder where these guys are when we were single? OK, probably Kindergarten for me....

Janette Rallison said...

Now I'm depressed. Hot guys never try to pick me up at the gym . . .

Janice said...

Love it!

Nichole Giles said...

The thing is, I think there are people alive (very few, granted) who can actually see through all the surface stuff to the beautiful person inside. It happens.

And you know, if you didn't have your own hunky man, buff-gym-guy would've definitely counted himself lucky if he'd been allowed to buy you dinner. Because you're a gorgeous, fab chickie, that's why!

Stacy Henrie said...

Awesome story! I loved what you said about being the best chick we can be. I definitely think people (especially women) who are comfortable with who they are, regardless of size, have this self-confidence that makes them even more beautiful.

Amy said...

That's great! Of course not really surpricing. I seem to remember college days and the guys were flirting with you back then too. So is the hubby coming with you next time? ;)

Diony said...


I love it! I'm sure your husband was reminded of how lucky he is!

Debbie Davis said...

Danyelle, I love this story!! I think it is so awesome and I think that when you are beautiful on the inside, it makes you even more attractive on the outside... and guys pick up on those rare beauties! Or at least try to! =0)

Rachelle Christensen said...

Loved this, Danyelle! You are priceless and he could see it! I loved how you described this, I was laughing so hard!
You go girl!