Wednesday, May 07, 2008
I feel odd from the time I walk in until the time I leave. In fact, I feel odd packing a bag and odd after I've left looking all gym-my as well. Me? At the gym? Who do I think I am?
This month I got a free 30 day trial to a gym in our area. I've been once in two weeks. It just doesn't work for me. As I've said, I feel out of place. I feel as if everyone is watching me thinking, "She's going too slow on that treadmill," or "She's going to stop already?" Classes are good in theory, but to find the class I want to take offered in one of my not-so-frequent chunks of time doesn't always happen, and yes, I feel foolish in the classes as well, since I have absolutely no rhythm.
This particular gym has childcare, which scores it points big time, but it's only until noon each day, and then again late in the afternoon (after 3:30, I think). That doesn't really work for me either, since Kyle is in preschool two days a week past noon, we have Bible study one of his off days, and I have to get stuff done other times.
I'm just going to say it--I'm not a gym rat. It doesn't work for me.
Exercise in general is hard, but not impossible. Maybe next week I'll post what does work for me in the realm of exercise and fitness.
If you want to read more about what's not working for people, click on over to Rocks in My Dryer.