|This was one of my favorite classes; "Thriller Fit". We learned|
and danced the Thriller dance together for weeks. I never
had to peel my bum of a chair to get motivated for this one.
After all my experience, passion, and training I have as a fitness professional...I still didn't turn out to be one of those lovers of exercise. I do, however, jump out of bed if I know I'm going to a spin class or look forward to getting on my bike for a spring / summer ride...so what is it about today? To be honest, I hate the gym. I'm hating it more and more. In fact, my private gym membership just expired and I cancelled it. I walked out of that private fitness center feeling 100 lbs lighter...and didn't break a sweat. Wouldn't that be the best advertising for a fitness center? "Loose over 100 pounds by cancelling your gym membership!"
What is it about the gym that makes me sick? You could start by defining the smell. A mixture of cleaning solution, sweat, old workout clothes that haven't been taken home for a wash for months, and perfume. Don't you hate it when you are having a great workout and someone steps on the machine next to you and stinks of cologne or perfume? What the hell? I have fantasies about grabbing them and pouring my water on them....but I hold back.
|This was my very favorite "Healthy Heart" class. They all look innocent enough.....|
|I'm standing on the left beaming with pride as I get my photo |
taken with the two of my mentors. Oh..how I wanted to be
just like them. Just the fact I taught the warm up with them on
stage was enough to keep me going for the entire year!
It's no wonder most people cannot stand this environment. The gym environment is one of the most peculiar to observe, to smell, and listen to. It's not for the faint of heart (pardon the pun). Although for now, as it is snowing outside and there is no way I'm going out there, the gym is my only option. So I still ask the question.....how the hell am I going to pry my ass off this chair?