makeqfit

I don't talk to people. I have a friend who talks to anybody and everybody - lovely guy - we joke that he has no standards, because he will - and routinely does - strike up a conversation with anybody. He is a taxi a driver, so I suppose it is a nice personality quirk, but even before he started driving a taxi he was like that. I on the other hand, don't really engage with people unless I am introduced to them. I am - I am loath to admit - a real city person. I have many friends and circles and make very little - okay, no effort - to meet anybody else. Most of my friends are personable people, always mixing happily with all and sundry when out and about. I, on the other hand, am ever only hit by this sociability malaise sporadically. Given that I have spent my entire working life dealing with the general public and having to talk to people, it is very odd. Especially now, in my job as a personal trainer and fitness instructor, I am cajoling and talking to people all the time. Though I am personable however, I rarely enquire beyond professional lines - how's the training going? Do you do the same thing every week? What do you eat? blah, blah blah... - I do actually want to help people when it comes to fitness, but being the gym bloke is a bit like being the ticket collector - a former occupation of mine - that's all people see. But that is not the people's fault is it? That is all I am projecting. Don't get me wrong, having worked in the gym going on four years, I do know a lot of the regulars and what they do and even in a moment of madness - not regret, please - met my last girlfriend there (obviously I was feeling a little more sociable that day!) But in a city which seems to get more populated by the day, the only people I meet are the ones who come into my classes. Talking in my classes is no problem; it's work and i'm good at it. But when my classes end and the various people disperse, except for the select few who have been coming for years, I have no idea what lives of most them entail. Maybe it's time to escape my comfort zone. The box is getting pretty small.