I don’t talk about this much but, there are days where I feel the immense disadvantage of being young & female in a testosterone-charged environment saturated with men.
I’ve experienced being discriminated against, for being too “female” to teach someone how to bench. A potential client once refused to let me take him on a gym tour because he would rather speak to a man.
And then there are days like these - days when I turn up slightly jaded, only to be met by the surprising openness these men have to learning & being coached. How could I deny the existence of my God when he so quickly soothes my soul?