If you follow me on Twitter you might know that I recently joined a gym and have already been to two classes. Going to the gym is something I’ve always thought of doing but hasn’t been something I previously thought I could either afford or would enjoy. Whilst the price tag isn’t necessarily cheap, if you go to regular classes or even just want to go for a regular workout it soon pays for itself.
If you’ve been following my blog for a while you’ll remember my ‘Goals For 2017’ post where I said that I wanted to get more active. I’m not a fan of just going out for a run because there’s always too many kids hanging around and it just makes me anxious. I don’t know why I thought the gym would be better, probably because everyone is there to work out, but I decided to go for it. (My friend also may have convinced me with the promise of being a summer gym buddy, for what’s left of it).
Last week I went to sign up for the gym, put in my card details to pay for the membership and it wouldn’t accept my card which I though was strange. After double
/triple checking the numbers matched I wondered what the problem was. I then went to look at my phone, that was charging up at the time, and I saw that I had a text.
Whilst I appreciate that my bank clearly takes fraud seriously (this kind of thing has come in handy previously) I can’t help but also take it as a slight dig. Even my bank is questioning why I’m joining the gym. Do they have no belief in me? Are the secretly laughing at me for wanting to join a gym? They’re just sat there like “Emma wants to join the gym? All she does is eat and she hardly ever exercises.” Nice to know my bank don’t agree with my new lifestyle choices.
(But in all seriousness I know it’s probably because my card has been frauded before for fitness products so I appreciate that my bank is checking).
As an official member of a gym I was then tasked with actually considering going. My friend sent me a list of the classes she was attending so I decided to join her for the Friday classes.
On the Friday morning we pulled up at the gym and I got ready to start a new path in my life. My first task was actually just getting into the gym. I can only describe the entry ‘doors’ as cryogenic chambers with keypads next to them where you put your PIN in. So I put my number in, the front door opened, I stood in the chamber, the door closed behind me and then the front door slid open. Weirdest experience ever. As I looked around I was quite shocked. I mean, I didn’t know what to expect, like I’ve ever seen the inside of an actual gym before. It just didn’t strike me as a very big place, I thought it would be bigger and have more stuff. My friend led me to the locker room where I put my bag in a locker. Literally my bag had deodrant, perfume and a drink in. I don’t know what’s supposed to go in a gym bag. We set off to our first class, spin class, and I had no idea what I’d let myself into. My friend had told me on the way there to take everything at my own pace and basically ignore the instructor if I wanted. I sit on this bike and already my butt is hurting. Why can’t they make the seats more comfortable? It’s like some form of torture. The actual class was pretty intense. After about 10 minutes I could feel my legs shaking because I’m not used to using them so much. I was so glad when it was over so I could get off the bike. Although I found it hard, it was a good workout. We had about 5/10 minutes before our next class started so I headed to our locker and got my phone which I foolishly left there (old habits from work) so I couldn’t take a gym selfie. The next class, body pump, was also intense but in a different way. It worked the arms so my legs had a bit of a rest. I enjoyed that class because upper body strength is something I need to work on. Whilst I’m pretty good at carrying heavy weights, lifting them above your head is more difficult. I don’t know if I preferred this class because it was a virtual instructor or I just genuinely enjoyed it more.
After spending almost 2 hours in the gym, we got our things together and left. I felt quite proud of myself for pushing myself so far. I never would have imagined myself doing so much on my first visit to the gym. If someone was to have said to me I’d be doing a spin class and body pump class and actually end up enjoying it, I’d have laughed in their faces. Exercise has never really been something I enjoyed. I’ve always been physically bigger than other people my age, both in height and general size. Doing PE in school was something I dreaded, but now exercise is something I’m wanting to get into so I can improve my fitness and actually run for longer than 2 minutes without getting out of breath. Losing weight in certain areas would also be nice but we’ll have to wait and see.
This post is short because I technically joined the gym early in the week and only went for the first time on the Friday. I’ll keep this a running series mostly to document my progress (if I make any) and to share my journey if anyone is interested in following along.
Are any of you a member of a gym? What was your experience starting out? Do you have any advice on how to make the most of it? Or any advice on how to actually enjoy it? Is anyone thinking of joining the gym and want to have someone to share the experience with? Let me know. I’d love to hear other people’s experiences of going to the gym or connect with people embarking on the same journey as me.
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