I went to the gym this morning. Now, someone tell me how great I am! That’s right, I went to the gym. This is a big moment in my life as I; One, have never gone to a gym before, and Two, I have been paying for a gym membership since December and just now used it. I think the people who run the gym were happy, but also, disappointed that I showed up this morning.
That’s right, in my forty-five years, I never set foot into a gym. In fact, the last time I was in a locker room, was seventh grade when I was thirteen. (Not much has changed, as I kept my eyes down and tried not to look at anyone.) But grown up me had to admit that I have put on twenty-five pounds in the last year and a half. I know that I will never get back down to my fighting weight when I was thirty, but I need to take better care of myself.
That’s the world I occupy now; I don’t need to look good and trim; I just need to not die earlier than usual.
And for that, bask in the warm glow of my bare-minimum effort with zero results!
This reminds me of a story. I had a friend that, if he had a particularly good workout, he would reward himself with a donut on his walk home, but ONLY if the donuts were fresh and hot. I asked him if there was ever a time that he found the donuts were not fresh and hot? He told me, no, that he never encountered that situation. I did suggest that he eat the donut on the way to the gym, this was he would gain a net zero, and not undo the workout, so to speak. He didn’t like that idea.
Anyway, I’m looking to go back on Thursday, and see if I can keep two days a week going.
But, we’ll see.
