Gym Guilt
This afternoon Andy and I are finally going to bite the bullet and join a gym. Do I WANT to join a gym...no. Do I feel like I NEED to join a gym...yes. I've been thinking about whether a gym is a luxury or a necessity. I can usually motivate myself to work out at home but that's just doing Pilates and there's no opportunity for cardio because it's dark by the time I get home in the evenings. Also, Andy for some reason has an intense hatred of Pilates so he refuses to work out with me. Also, our insurance offers a discount on the gym so how could it be a luxury? It must be a necessity...or maybe I'm just trying to convince myself of that.I'm actually not a fan of the gym atmosphere. I don't like other people watching me work out and if you know me and how uncoordinated I am you probably know why. I'm always half a step away from falling down. I'm joining mainly just to go in and use the treadmill or the elliptical machine (my favorite!) but they do offer some really cool classes. I was thinking of maybe taking adult ballet in the spring. Once again, I am very uncoordinated. Maybe this would help me with that. I also have pretty poor posture and I feel like that might help. I've never taken ballet so maybe I'll discover that I'm sort of ballet prodigy (is 27 too old to be a prodigy?) and there will be a whole new career ahead of me.
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posted by carolyn @ 7:35 AM
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PLEASE BRING YOUR TUTU HOME FOR XMAS TO GIVE US A SHOW. YOU COULD TRY AND GET ON DANCING WITH THE STARS AND LEARN SOME NEW STEPS
From experience, I recommend joining Gold's Gym. Those places are fantastic! One: the color scheme. If you are into "gettin' ripped!" like I am, than nothing makes you want to throw some weights around like the color purple. Purple, the color of passion and intensity. Two: the tunes. As if the purple decor wasn't enough to get you pumped (oh yeah, pun intended), then listening to trance at high volume is definately going to get you in the correct mental state for a hardcore workout bonanza! Finally: the fellow Goldsy's. You meet the most fascinating people at your local Gold's. Strike up a conversation about supplements (both legal and illegal) with the guy checking out his butt cheeks in the wall to wall mirrors. And comment him on his wardrobe choice (likely to be a purple Gold's Gym tank top and zebra/oakland raiders paints that look to have been tight-rolled about the ankle). Stick to these topics and the two of you will become fast friends, what we fitness buffs like to refer to as spot buddies.
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