Having gym friends helps. A lot.
I go to the gym on campus because it's free. However, it's filled to the brim with sorority girls ambling on the treadmill in full make-up as they idly flip through a magazine.
The first time I started losing weight and was at the gym lifting, I overheard two girls with their two pound weights making snide remarks not very quietly. One verbatim was, "If I was that fat, I would be so embarrassed to even be at the gym".
Man, it felt good when two very attractive and well known guys came up and starting talking to me (they were on the football team). I tutor for the athletic department, and at the time the guys were always willing to give me pointers in the gym. Anyway, they came up and I tossed out, "Not doing too bad for a fatty, am I ladies?" Let's just say they turned red and jetted out fairly quickly.
Point is, there are always people that suck and are awful people. But they will always be awful people, and you are awesome people. I'm not saying that these things don't sting, but the sassy part of me won't let them get me down.
