This sport is weird – it’s competitive, but you aren’t really competing against anyone. You compete with yourself. I’ve only been lifting for four years now, but only two years when I first stepped on stage. I had hopes, but as soon as I was backstage and saw the other competitors, I knew I should not place well. In the two shows I’ve done, my class was small, so no matter what, I was guaranteed a top three finish and a trophy. The reality is that I didn’t have to work at all to get one of those trophies. “Old” me could have paid to play and brought one home.
I’m proud of my girls, though. I may not have been competitive, but I wasn’t out of shape. I worked very hard, was disciplined, and spent a lot of $$$ on training/coaching to get ready. I took it seriously and I followed through. I just hadn’t done it long enough.
But despite my small size, when the picture went viral, there were nasty things said. I thought they were funny, actually, but I paid attention to which page administrators where monitoring and which weren’t. I don’t self-promote outside of my own corner of the Internet. That just invites trolls and their drama.
Had a quick conversation with a male pro I respect today at the gym. Great guy – very smart and generous. And like many who have a large presence in social media, he’s been getting hit a lot by trolls.
n Internet slang, a troll (/ˈtroʊl/, /ˈtrɒl/) is a person who sows discord on the Internet by starting arguments or upsetting people, by posting inflammatory,extraneous, or off-topic messages in an online community (such as a forum, chat room, or blog) with the deliberate intent of provoking readers into an emotional response or of otherwise disrupting normal on-topic discussion.
I read negative, critical comments made about a competitor’s progress, methodology, whatever. These people take cheap shots when they really have no intellectual ammunition to spare. I want to tell these trolls to “put your butt in posing suit and get up on stage, have your physique judged, and THEN let’s discuss your lame point”.
If you train to compete, your ego takes a beating regularly. If I’m going to be honest, that’s one of the reasons I love this sport. It forces me to do things I’m afraid to do. After I lost the first 40 pounds badly (diet and cardio only) because I was too afraid to do anything else, I found my courage, declared the intention to compete, and hired a trainer. When I told him I wanted to compete in two years, he replied “Two years? Yes. Not in one.” Honesty is what I needed and respected. From that point on, I’ve done everything I’ve been told to do to the best of my ability. I’ve screwed up. I’ve been tired. I’ve been sore. I’ve gotten hurt. But I never quit. I won’t quit.
And that is the attitude of every competitor I know.
I’m going to assume the trolls are taking shots because their egos are just too fragile.