So I finally make my way back to the gym today. The YMCA is very limited here, however, it is MY only choice for a gym. There is another option, The Alaska Club. But the Alaska Club runs $80/month, AND you have to pay for childcare ($30 for 10 visits). So the monthly bill is WAY more than I am willing to pay, making the Y the only choice. So I look at the schedule find a circuit class and get us all ready and make it to the gym on time. I put the kids in childwatch (the name of the provided childcare) and make my way to the locker room. I am really excited about getting in some weights and cardio, my body is in desperate need. I ask the guy at the front desk, "Where is the class?" He then directs me and I bee bop in. WOW! There are chairs, yes chairs, everywhere. I am a little confused until I see what, or I should say who, is sitting in the chairs. A whole class of senior citizens. So I think to myself, the name of the class is Silver Sneakers, and never once did it occur to me that the "silver" meant maybe for silver years, silver hair, silver etc. Please forgive me if I am offending any of my silver family reading this. I was a little bummed, but no I did not leave. I grabbed a chair in the back and spent the next 45min working out with the silver sneakers. Some of them were very excited that I even came in the class. Might as well check out all the facets of the gym right? So after my 45min warm up I take off and run 1.5 miles on the tread mill, sufficiently burn my triceps and biceps, and finish it off with a good ab burn. I then return to the locker room to get my things. I am feeling really good. I finally got to the gym, which always puts me in a good mood. The kids got some social time with other little tykes. I am finally starting my challenge of burning off this baby weight. I have 20-25lbs that I am tired of having. I am satisfied wearing my size 12 jeans, but it has been nagging me to get back to a 8 or 10. So, anyway, bee bopping back into the locker room I see a fellow silver sneaker and she asks if I liked the class, and I tell her yes, I had never been in a class like that before and I found it interesting. She invited me to swim with her and another fellow SS (silver sneaker). I tell her I just ran, yada yada yada, and I will see her next time. Then the bomb drops. This fellow SS asks, "Are you having a baby?" All of my "gym high" immediately left me. Talk about at that moment I did not feel satisfied with my size 12 jeans. After I scoop up what is left of my self esteem, joy, gym high insanity, I politely and quietly reply that no, this is what is left after 2 babies. I then sulk off to my locker where I almost shed a tear. However I did not. Crying over something like that is SOOO WAY OUT of character for me. Usually I find it a little funny and very ego manageable. So on the way home I start putting things in perspective and really what that SS did was put a fire in me that is unbelievably HOT! If she thinks I am prego, which I am not!!, then how are others seeing me and am I so comfortable that I am actually lettings things go? So I am going to start being dissatisfied with my size 12. I am not going to consider getting to a 10, I am going to be an 8. Seriously!
Oh and a tinge of this may have started yesterday when I was doing some volunteer work. They had a canoe in the bldg where I was working. Noah was quite content playing in the canoe, he was a pirate on the high seas. He asks me in his very loud and echoing voice, "MOM!! This boat is so BIG!! It is not little, so you can fit in here with me!" I just smile, sweet sweet Boys.
In all seriousness, I am happy with my workout today. I love the little things that have been presented before me giving me a choice to choose high road or low road. And most of you know that I always try to go the high road. Gotta love those SS's. They ain't gonna let ya get away with nutin'. Now if someone could deflate this tire I have around my waist............
6 comments:
You are exactly where I was in May of last year!!
Got tired of the muffin top- wanted to lose weight. Was wearing a 12, heading for a 14. I know size shouldn't matter, but my wedding dress was a 4.
I lost 10 lbs before I even went to the gym, just by watching what I ate. Joined the gym in August. Now, 25 lbs lighter, I actually wear a SIX!!! Never dreamed I would lose this mush or feel and look so good. YAHOO! And b/c I lost slow, I have kept it off. Haven't weighed this in ten years!
GO GIRL! You can do it!
I admire your determination...but just remember to give yourself some grace. Let's get real, if I had two children, I wouldn't be able to fit in the door! I suppose fitness is always a good goal to stay heart healthy and such...so we all need some motivation..but it's so freakin' hard! Of course I understand the need to meet personal goals...so good luck. I know you can do whatever you set your mind to.
I can't believe that the SS asked that!! Wow! Can I say that I miss you a lot!!
I am laughing my butt off at your post right now. I am totally picturing you going through that class and exactly as you explained in your post... I'm seriously laughing so hard. If that ? isn't a reason to get motivated to loose some weight... heehee. You are way too funny- but I have always admired you for being happy with you and who YOU are no matter what.
I've never struggled with my weight until I hit 31... now it's a struggle not to feel fat and fluffy for the last year. When I reached 32- I noticed all kinds of changes to my body. No I do not need to loose weight but I know how many rolls are underneath my clothes that I wish weren't there and I'm not a motivated person at all to exercise. I'm thankful to be a size 2 BUT like i said I know that my body could use some firming up b/c girlfriend there are rolls underneath those clothes!
Your post made me laugh, as a fellow size 12 who is trying to get down to a 10 or (ha!) an 8 after having 2 kids. Unfortunately, I am not to your point of motivation yet. I THINK about exercising ALOT...but mainly, I just want to sleep:). Someday, though, it will happen. Ann is actually a huge motivation for me. She was always small, but she looks so great now. I think, one day soon I'm going to get serious about getting back in shape...
Twice in the last six months. Yeah. Once was about three weeks before Christmas when she (a SS comparable) asked me if I would be getting a baby for CHRISTMAS? HELLO?!
Then, again a few weeks later.
That, and the fact taht I walked in on a group of girls talking about my BUTT at work the other day. Yeah, they proudly gave me the "JLO" award. Gee. Thanks.
So..I feel ya sister.
I woudl be FINE in a size 12 if I didnt look pregnant in it! :)
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