For a while now I've been pondering whether joining a gym is worth the $$, especially since we have a gym downstairs. After having coffee-cup sleeves haunt me for weeks, I peaked myself into one this weekend. Fancy equipment, shiny bright exercise rooms. After taking the tour and hearing the shpeel, I got a free week pass. Not bad, this way I can decide whether I: a) like the classes they offer, b) can get myself to walk the 5 blocks to the gym every day or two.
I went back on Saturday, but since they didn't have classes, I just used the eliptical - smoother than the one at home, but no personal tv. Points to them, but not worth the full $$.
Today, I went for a Cardio Tai Box class "a high energy; high impact blend of kicks and punches set to upbeat music. This class is the perfect combination of martial arts, boxing and cardiovascular training." (not my bad grammar)
Results: Ouch! It kicked my b**t. I was down at the 30-minute mark! sad sad sad. In addition to being out of shape, I also have ZERO coordination or rhythm! First moves I can do, once you start getting into combinations, you've lost me. It made me remember why I don't like gym classes...
I'll take it as Day 1, and try again tomorrow (or Wednesday). I have until next Monday to decide whether to join or not, but I have already invested some money in cute workout clothes (and a locker lock). :)
3 comments:
I've tried joining a gym, thinking that investing the money would motivate me to work out more. Nope. I still never worked out, but now it cost me $40 a month to not work out. I'll be interested to see how it works out for you.
That's my fear... Still on my free pass. Today, my muscles got the b**t kicking.
Wow... makes me appreciate the free gym at work.
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