Yesterday, I was scheduled to walk up my hill for exercise but was thwarted by the rain. I have been noticing that I don’t have hard workouts with just walking and yoga. I was too tired after a hike last weekend. My stamina and endurance have waned since being gym-less. I had been ambivalent about joining a club: the cost, the distance, would it have the right amenities for me, would it fit?
I decided that I had to join a club ASAP. With the reality that winter is around the corner and future walks in jeopardy, I had to take action. I initially checked out the YMCA, Spectrum, and GV Athletic Club. I really needed a pool so that ruled out Spectrum. I used to belong to the YMCA so I knew their drill.
I had never walked into GVAC and had a good attitude when I met with the sales rep. Walking around the club, I saw their rooms of cardio and weight equipment, the racquetball courts, group fitness room, pool, jacuzzi, cafe, locker rooms. I felt giddy and excited. It was like being on a first date, with all the possibilities of what that this relationship could offer. Fantasies of weight lifting, spinning, swimming, sweating, enjoying myself in this new space was heady.
I waited for DH to return from work, excitedly pushed the brochure in his hand and expounded on the great price. I got the OK to join and skipped back to the gym to accept relationship proposal. A new place: relief.
This morning I anxiously gathered my gear, found a new lock, paced the floor until it was time for spin class. I worked hard and it felt great to push myself. I then went to the Ripped class, a circuit training weight type of class. After 25 minutes I was tired but hung in for the rest of it. Afterward, I sat in the jacuzzi. Perfect.
I like my new relationship.
