I played (American) football in high school, was in the middle of the most pit in my collegiate years, and have ran 12 marathons and backpacked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon and back up in my post-collegiate years.
I don't use cologne or any other male beauty products, nor do I listen to Depeche Mode, Erasure, or other synth-pop bands.
Though I have nothing against people who are big wusses, I hardly think I qualify.
I can see how I don't and never did fit the stereotype of a metal fan. But metal was the music of choice for teenage males in upstate NY in the early 80's, so there I was.