I guess I should be happy that I finished my thesis. But I'm not satisfied having accomplished only 1 out of 3 goals. Especially when I haven't visited my "lady doctor" in forever and ditto goes for the dentist (gulp). And especially where the gym is concerned.
You see, I have only visited the gym a whopping two times in my existence. The first was in high school when a friend dragged me to this gym that happened to be directly above a Toys 'R Us. That should have been my first clue that this would be a comedy of errors. The second clue was even more obvious -- my so-called friend decided to bring me to a step aerobics class, only she neglected to inform me of this until after we arrived at the gym. Probably because she knew I would have run screaming my head off in the opposite direction had she told me beforehand, what with me being criminally uncoordinated and all.
I still have nightmares about that day. And no, I don't want to talk about it. Suffice it to say that I probably won't be welcome there ever again. And yes, you can dislocate limbs whilst doing step aerobics.
Anyways.
My second experience at the gym was years later, in early college. My boyfriend at the time and his tall gazelle of a little sister decided it would be fun to take me to a spinning class. That was the day I realized I had sweat pores in places I didn't even KNOW you could have sweat pores. However, it was a much better experience than my step aerobics class. ::shudder:: Much better.
This is what keeps me optimistic about joining the gym now, years later. I actually liked spinning. (Do I have a hidden masochistic streak? Hm...) The funny thing is that I wasn't afraid, per se, to go to the gym back then. I just didn't need it, as I was rail thin, so thin my collarbone popped out in an alarming way and my nickname was "Ana-rexic." (Charming, no?) Metabolism caught up with me in my later 20's and now I am 31 and overweight. And desperately in need of the gym. Only now I am scared. I haven't been in over 10 years. I wouldn't even know where to start. But I know this is a very necessary step, along with dieting, in helping me get healthy.
Plus it would be nice to be able to fit into a size 5 again.
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