She sent me a message yesterday with her ring, the venue, and the date - less than a year away! I’m really happy for her, and I’m glad that I now have something feasible to work with in my weight loss. I feel like I should be getting into shape for her wedding, and I’m going to use that as a motivator! Time to hit the gym!
Okay guys, I just wanted to put my two cents in with the whole “gym” way of thinking.
Going to the gym is terrifying. As a 5’7”, white, 220 lb. girl, I thought that all I would be able to focus on is how other people are looking at me and what they’re thinking of how I’m doing. When I exercise, even when I was relatively in shape, I immediately turn bright purple and huff and puff like the wolf from that one story. It doesn’t mean that I’m tired or that I am feeling the strain, it just means I need to learn how to better control my breathing. But while I know that I can complete the work out without any issue, I was always (stupidly) concerned with how people would treat me while I was trying to whip my ass into shape. I was so worried that they would try and put me down, that I wouldn’t able to get on certain machines, that names would be thrown around.
I could have never been more wrong.
The people at the gym are some of the nicest, most respectful people I have ever met. They understand that I’m a newbie, and that I truly don’t know what I’m doing. I asked for help, and got a willing answer plus some tips on how to make the machine work for me rather than the other way around. I could get through my work out without any sort of fear of judgment from my fellow gym goers.
I felt so comfortable there. I can’t wait to go back.
If you want the long explanation as to where I have been, click the “read more” link below.
TL;DR - Life got in the way, priorities are sorted, gyms are wonderful
Okay, so I’ve been a bit lax on my posting. I know. I’m sorry. This weekend was crazy busy! My boyfriend’s parents stayed with us, I had a football game, we hosted dinner for both of our families, and went pumpkin picking and to a cider mill. *PHEW!*
If you would like to read more…
Friday morning, my boyfriend A and I went to get a pumpkin from a little u-pick place by our apartment complex. The weather was so nice! It ended up being we couldn’t pick just one, so we ended up with 5 pumpkins - two each, and one little one for our cat. The smallest was around 5 pounds, and the largest was probably closer to 30. We hauled those by hand all the way across the patch, into the car, and then up the stairs to our second floor apartment. His parents showed up a couple of hours later, while I was at marching band practice.
Saturday I woke up at 6:45, quickly got ready for the day, and left around 7:20 for the football field. I was a guide for one of the high schools that we were hosting, so I was running all over the place. More than once I broke a sweat, and not from wearing the wool uniform. I climbed more stairs that day than I have in a while haha. After the game, I came home and had dinner with both sets of parents. It was really, a nice day.
Sunday, A’s parent’s left, and we went to a cider mill that is relatively close by. We walked all over the mill, including back where the orchards are and where they make both the cider and the wine. We tasted quite a few of their samples, and ended up buying regular cider, hard cider, doughnuts (of which I’ve had 2), apples, and caramel apples. The weather was gorgeous, and we were outside for about an hour and a half.
While I wasn’t able to get out and run, or do any sort of specific in-home exercising or go to the fitness center, I still feel like I was able to get some sort of exercising in this weekend.
Today I have marching band practice, and then afterwards I’m practicing with a group of us who are taking this video and making it a flash mob dance for our Halloween practice. It’s going to be so funny, and I’m really excited!
Side note - I drove by the fitness center this morning at 8am, and there was nobody inside. I would feel okay going in there tomorrow morning and getting a feel for the machines and such if there wasn’t anyone around. Bad news - it was fully lit, and the windows are ceiling-to-floor facing the road.