Friday, January 14, 2011
So why am I not skinny? LoL
I remember as a kid I was too young to work out but my mom took me with her to the local gym and I would do my homework on the couch and watch everyone. I wanted to work out soo bad but I just wasn't allowed.
Then my church youth leader happened to be one of the owners of said gym and when I turned 15 I got a job working in the gym child care. I didn't have great transportation being that I had to depend on my mom so I didn't work out. I was still at the gym, though!
I continued to work at this job all through high school and into college where I would actually drive home on the weekends just to work. At this point I was also working at the front desk and I was working out after my shifts but not much more then that. This was also my 'skinny days' when I was eating unhealthy and playing college volleyball but I was in great shape for me.
This is me when I worked in the child care around 2001.
Then I had my first baby and I still worked in the child care and occasionally at the desk but stopped working out so much because hey, with kids, its tough! Shortly after that I started working the night shift at the desk (a 24hr gym) and so my parents where helping me with my son and I wasn't working out because I was so beat after working all night and being with my son during the day.
The gym sold out and a new company took over. Then the whole gym went under. I didn't sweat it, literally-I wasn't working out at all anyway! LoL Soon I started working for the same company at another location and started working out here and there but with the distance I was driving to work I would only workout on days that I had someone to help me with my sons and that I was working so it wasn't much. I worked in the front desk and then again in the day care. We weren't married yet but Chris tried to help me get to workout at much as possible but it still wasn't enough to get me back in shape.
Soon the distance just got to me and I quit. No more gym. No more working out. I know, I know, there are many other options for working out but in my head the gym was where you go.
So I tried to get over it by buying an elliptical machine. And while I've always made it a point not to use it as extra closet space it still remains in the corner of our computer room hovering over me while I sit here and type covered in dust, not clothes.
This past summer I finally caved. I went back to my first love. A gym close to home. I joined the local Gold's. Is it weird that a place that hasn't really helped me lose weight or stay in shape (much) is a place that I find so much comfort? As soon as I walk in the door its like I'm home. I don't do the classes. I don't have a trainer. Usually, its just me and the treadmill or the elliptical (the one at the gym is better?)
I honestly don't know how to use most of the equipment and I'm too shy to ask or look stupid trying it out so I stick to the cardio machines. The ones I know. The ones that make me feel like I'm home again.
This is actually making me kind of emotional even typing. I miss Woody's Workout Club (get hard 24 hrs-actual club motto!) yea, gotta love it :) I so have issues. . .