Monday, August 23, 2010

I'm really on my own...

I’ve mentioned a few times here about my newish gym habit. I’ve been going down to the gym in our apartment block since about April but what I haven’t confessed to here is that I’ve been doing it with the help of a personal trainer. I’m sorry but when it comes to the gym I am the idlest woman ever; I would so much rather lie on my sofa reading a good book than go to any gym. God, even a bad book would be better than exercise!

Most apartment blocks here have gyms but when we drew up a shopping list for our new home, it was still one of the things I emphasised to Husband. The new apartment needs a decent gym, I said. Gawd knows it’s tough enough to take the lift 19 floors to get to the 6th floor gym… If you’re asking me to leave the building… well, I couldn’t be sure I could achieve that!

So, the new apartment has a gym downstairs. Not a room with some equipment in but a branch of a membership/paying gym and we get membership with our rental. And I was a happy bunny because I knew this gym is the one that my trainer uses for her own personal sessions so it would be convenient for her too.

However, at our session on Friday morning it transpired that we were not on the same wavelength at all. She broke the news to me that the gym doesn’t allow anyone but their own staff to take personal training sessions. That’s when I went ‘arrrrghhhh.’ She thought I was worried about our training relationship coming to an end and tried to let me know that it was okay. Of course I felt bad that I hadn’t realized we couldn’t still work together but actually, selfishly, I was worried about being on my own…

I spent all weekend panicking and worrying. It still astonishes me that I wouldn’t dream of messing my trainer about by cancelling sessions – barring illness or disaster – but I will let myself down. Eventually I thought back to why I started all this; that I’d realized that I am on my own. No-one else can do this for me. I’ll just have to stand on my own two feet (while wearing trainers and attractive, stretchy gym clothes) earlier than I expected.

8 comments:

Queenie said...

As a long-term gym bunny myself, I reckon you'll be just fine. Also the staff in membership gyms are often very helpful and knowledgeable. But it's also true that no-one else can do it for you, and that's a good realisation to have. Am off to the gym myself in approx 40 mins - at my local leisure centre where none of the staff take the remotest interest - if I can do it, you can!

Carol said...

I've been working out using the wii-fit and I manage to do that three times a week with no help what-so-ever! Come on hon...if I can do it then so can you :-)

C x

Debs said...

I'd love to have a gym in my building, but maybe, like Carol, i can make the most of my daughter's Wii-Fit.

Have just seen it's only 18 weeks until Christmas, I need some incentive to get a move on and may use that thought.

Lane said...

You can do it (says she who's never even been inside a gym).

Yes, you can.

- Suzie - said...

I hate gym too. So boring.
I sat on one bike the other day and the TV in front was borken, only one channel. Japanese.
So I watched some Japanese reporter girl in a kymono enjoying cold mountain river water with her naked feet while I was riding the bike... just to loose 200 grams in 1 hours. aarrh!
greetings from thonglor (at the end of the green route)

StickyRice said...

Wow! We're looking for a new rental soon and I'd kill for a place with a real (ie: commercial) gym. Being the sloth that I am, that's the only way I'd get there. Plus with a kid at NIST I could do with living on the green route....sigh....

Liz said...

I realised recently that I was doing far more cycling than running owing to the fact that you can read while cycling! Best motivation for the gym is knowing I can carry on with the book I'm currently absorbed in & it makes the time go a lot quicker too!

(Reading while running is apparently rather dangerous...) x

Suzanne Jones said...

I haven't been inside a gym since I left school so I think your determination is great.

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