Well.. after a few months of pondering a return to the gym, and a couple of weeks of cursing over my almost new jeans that I couldn't comfortably wear after devouring every Xmas goodie I could get my hands on.. I returned to the gym today.
Well, maybe "returned to the gym" is a little misleading; I went to the gym that I used to frequent and worked out. One time. Today.
What did I learn, you ask? Well, it seems that they've removed some of the weight machines and installed more cardio machines, which in itself isn't a bad thing, if you like cardio. (Imagine me making a bad face here, because really, I am) They STILL don't have any barbells or a Smith machine there either, which is scandalous. Also, I learned to NOT go to the gym on a Friday night because the place is literally CRAWLING with teenagers. And, I learned that the old gym routine that I discovered on my computer that someone made for me three years ago isn't going to cut it.
I had grandiose plans of using a workout schedule in the book The New Rules of Lifting For Women but honestly, they didn't appeal to me very much. The way that people work out can be so particular that I think it's hard to just make one regime and give it to everyone. So, I'm going to take aspects of that and blend it with exercises that I like (and can do in the facility that I go to) and see how that goes.
Before I settle on a new gym—and fork out the gobs of money that they want—I'm also going to check out another gym close to where I live that has 24 hour access. It's kind of a neat concept and I have a friend who goes there so I might have a gym buddy too.
Why do I keep forgetting how much I enjoy this?
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