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I’m always scared walking into a new gym. It’s an unfamiliar setting, and everybody is walking around so cocksure of themselves. My inner dialogue starts nagging me: Will I use a piece of equipment wrong? Will everyone laugh at me when I do? Will I violate this particular gym’s etiquette? Will everyone laugh at me when I do? Will everyone laugh at me… just because? With some Googling today, I found out this social anxiety is called the Spotlight Effect.

I sure didn't appreciate this Karen calling me "weak," but it was the beginning of a whole new world of workouts for me.

It was wall to wall in there. The Ladies of Lulu Lemon were on parade, the Gym Bros were in full strut, and you could cut the pheromones with a knife.