It’s the truth.  I am actually scared to go to the gym.  And I really need to start working out because my former athletic physique is now less than stellar and I’m feeling pretty squishy around the midsection.  It’s a fact and I’ll show you how far it sticks out if you ask.  It’s actually quite ridiculous for someone of my small stature, but its there and I can tell and my lovely brother and boyfriend have noticed as well.

So I signed up to a brand new Goodlife in my area.  This is my second try at a membership.  My first one was at Fitness One and I was thoroughly unimpressed by the equipment and staff and the fact that they didn’t call or email me to let me know my membership was about to expire but waited until after it did and called to offer me a deal to re-join.  Oh and the location that I signed up at closed without notice and they lost all my files, workout info, progress, etc.  Lame.

I think my main issue is that I am overwhelmed buy all the equipment and my lack of knowledge on how to use it.  I grew up on a farm in a small town and we didn’t have a proper gym (with equipment) like most of the city schools seem to.

Anyway, I signed up with Chad and Kathryn hoping that I’d get some motivation, good training (which is apparently included) and I also opted to get a personal trainer for a few sessions.  Which brings me to my next issue.  I got a message when I first joined to call a rep from the gym to set up my personal training sessions, along with my orientation.  I called numerous times and left messages for this woman, with no callback.  I finally got up the courage to go (with Chad) and on our way in stopped to see if I could set it up at the front desk.  The trainees on the desk (that’s how brand new it is) told me that they weren’t able to do it yet and that I could leave another message for the woman who had initially called me.  I asked if I could speak to a trainer, but they were also all n/a, in a meeting.

So I decided to just suck it up, go to the changeroom (which was so nice and clean, not like Fitness One) and Chad and I ran on the treadmill for a while.  It was actually pretty fun to work out with him, but then he wanted to do more machines and I got pouty because I didn’t know what to use, so we left.

It’s now a month later and I still have only gone that one time.  My brother got a call to join the same gym (I put down his name so I could get a free bag) and the rep that called him (the guys who signed us up) asked if his sister (ME!) was ever going to set up her training sessions!  I couldn’t believe that someone else was asking about me and I can’t get a freaking callback from anyone there.

So in keeping with my new frame of mind to get healthy and happier I am going to suck it up, call the guy who signed me up in the first place, and get myself some proper training so I can get over this fear of the gym.

Hopefully with Chad gone it will motivate me even more to go because I won’t have him to hang out with when I done working.  But then I’m going to have to stop letting whatever DWW is at my house twist my arm with a beer on the porch in the sun.

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