This summer my office had a friendly competition called "Commit to be Fit." At its close, the fitness committee tallied votes and awarded one free personal training session to the participants with the:
* Most weight lost by percentage
* Most motivating attitude
* Most inches lost
* Most difficult lifestyle change
* Most steps tallied (we wore pedometers for awhile)
For reasons still unknown to me, I won the "Most difficult lifestyle change." I would be excited except, well, I have an unjustifiable fear of gyms--especially a gym whose motto claims "It's not Fitness, It's Life."
Where does this fear come from? Well, for starters, I abhor the locker room scene. Perhaps this stems from never having played group sports as a child. It's like adults who don't like vegetables because they were never fed these curious greens as children. Second, I have the a serious lack of upper body strength and I just know that the bar will about do me, nevermind adding a weights to it. All this compounded by the fact that I don't even know how to use the machines in the first place. And finally, I'm haunted by the fact that I can't do a full sit-up. One of the many features I will blame on genetics--after all, my dad can't do a sit-up, either. Must be the Shonbeck back.
Yeah, this is going to be fun.
1 comment:
If it makes you feel any better, I hate gyms too... although for entirely different reasons (which I won't go into now, just in case it reminds you of OTHER reasons why you don't want to go... :P)
You have my sympathy, friend!
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