I’m about to embarrass myself right up here in this blog. Who am I kidding… I’ve been writing embarrassing tidbits since February. No one needed to know about my addiction to Q-tips or the fact that I’m actually a bobblehead… but it’s out there. Tie a bow around it and call it Merle.
Meanwhile, it’s no secret that I’ve never been a fan of gyms. I’ve been to gyms on several occasions throughout my life, had memberships… even had personal trainers… but I’ve never particularly liked them. So, it’s actually been years since I’ve stepped foot in a gym. They intimidate me to high heaven and back… all those skinny chicks with silky pony tails who barely sweat giving their all on the stepper. The muscley dudes hogging up the weight lifting equipment. And then there’s me… big ole fat sweaty chick with a claustrophobia issue and a germ issue hyperventilating in the corner. Not my idea of a fun exercising experience… especially when the self consciousness is on high alert. For the last, I’d say, at least 10 years, I’ve avoided the gym like the plague. I did my exercising outdoors and in the privacy of the basement, and I told myself I’d never step foot into a gym ever again.
I lied. What’s new!?
Last week as I was driving to the gym for the first time in 10 years, I found myself bawling. I didn’t want to go. I could not bring myself to walk into that place… I couldn’t! I pulled into the parking lot and I sat in the parking lot for a good ten minutes… bawling… and then I started my car back up and I started for home… telling myself I had a perfectly good recumbent bike sitting in the basement. I don’t need the anxiety. On the drive home, I got mad. How the heck wussy are you, Whitney? You’ve come this far and you’re going to let a little fear ruin everything? I was mad and I was bawling and I was talking to myself, yelling really, and I’m pretty sure every car on the road thought I was some mental patient making her escape from the Behavioral Health Unit. Where are the men in white coats when you need them?!? I turned my car around and I drove back to the gym, only to sit in the parking lot again, trying to talk myself out of going in… and again, I started the car up and drove for home… it also didn’t help that this particular gym was next door to a taco joint… and I kept telling myself how much easier it would be just to order an Elephant Meal full of tacos and stuff down my feelings with those suckers.
I played this leave the gym, turn around routine at least 4 times before I finally told myself off… it’s now or never and you better pick now because never is not in your vocabulary anymore! I dried my tears the best I could and I walked through the door… and guess what… I didn’t crumple into a bajillion tiny pieces of cowardice. I went about my cardio routine, kept to myself, and an hour later I felt okay about driving home because I conquered that. Just one step on the road to conquering these beasts of mine… but it was a big ‘un for me.
I signed up officially for a gym on Saturday (not the same one as above) and I’ve been 3 times since then with no issues at all. It’s a good thing too since I’m pretty sure they’re out of beds in the Behavioral Health Unit! InGym-idation… I’m over you!!
Try an exercise that you didn’t think you could do.
The gym thing is my exercise I didn’t think I could do.
Make a list of workouts that you would like to try.
– Water aerobics… I remember doing this when I was a teenager, but haven’t since due to the fact that I hate germy pools and swimsuits… I will conquer thee, water aerobics!
– Zumba… my madre is forever going on about how much she loves Zumba. I’m too self conscious about my flapping bane of my existence to want to give it a try. Another one that will be conquered.
– Snowshoeing… I did this years and years ago and I seem to remember despising it mostly because I’m a clutz and couldn’t get used to that extra length on the end of my feet… oh, and I hate cold. I also broke my wrist the last time I went cross country skiing. I will try snowshoeing again this year. Mark my words!
Question of the Day: What’s your favorite piece of gym equipment to use? What are some exercises you would like to try?
PS – Update on pumpkiny muffin majiggers from yesterday’s post. I tried sticking a Dove chocolate promise down into the top of the muffin and then I microwaved it for 20 seconds. Holy died and went to hades in a handbasket, spiderman!!! New favorite way to eat pumpkiny goodness… and it only added 44 more calories.