I'm pretty pissed. I was at the aqua gym for pregnant women today and was accused of lying about my current pregnancy week.
But from the beginning. I'm in the 32th week of pregnancy and I'm still fit and have not gained a trillion kilos. I am going to this course since I was in the 25th week and always see different women there. Of course, mainly fats. But, and I have to praise that, also some very fit women and enough humans. So it's usually pretty good to endure. Just compare the whales with the fit pregnant women and laugh silently while the whales sing. Most of their whale songs are about how much they have gained weight, how little they eat, how bad this or that hurts and blablabla.
Today there were 9 women. All but me fat. Very fat. From small planet to obeast. It was disgusting, pathetic and producing eye cancer.
I did not know any of these women. One of the women spoke to me in the locker room and told me in a condescending tone that this course was only meant for women over the 25th week of pregnancy. (Bullshit by the way) I replied a little annoyed that there would be no problem then, since I am 32 weeks pregnant. Then I just caught a contemptuous "pff" and the beast just turned away with a skilful Miss Piggy swing.
A little later, when I climbed into the basin to the sea monsters, I was greeted by the words "This is Cabellista, she is 23 weeks pregnant". I correct loudly "32 weeks not 23 weeks” and harvest some obviously hostile looks.
I tried to swallow my anger and concentrated on the instructions of the very fit physiotherapist who was leading the course. All attempts to hold the course at the usual level failed. The whales were uncontrolled, clumsy and completely disinterested. It degenerated into the fact that our instructor cried "Come on girls, that's nothing today, make a little effort, etc" every two minutes and finally resigned and said "then we just do relaxing exercises today".
Now I was very pissed and got even more pissed a I listened to the whale songs.
"I find it rather selfish that some women think only of themselves and not of their child."
"I'm actually afraid that my stomach is too small, but now I'm a little calmer" (Sassy sidelong to me)
and the usual shit about their weight problems (oh the irony), complaints about everything and everyone and general blasphemy.
When the class was over, I immediately left the pool and changed. I did not feel like staying a second longer in the same water as these beasts. And now guess how long I had to shower very hot and very thoroughly to even get rid of the feeling of disgust.
Moral of the story: Fats ruin everything!