I bought a gym membership. It wasn’t as good a deal as I thought. I thought that if I signed up before the end of July I would get my first two months free, ie: he first two months of my year-long membership. Nope, I get two free additional months ON TOP of my year membership. At the end of the day I’m still paying for a full one year membership. And, instead of not getting any charges for the first two months I had to pay my first and last month’s dues on the spot, as well as buy my fob key (gym is 24 hours), which was $50. AND the girl was all distracted and in a huff because of some people who had bought an online deal for something and has misread the location and made a scene so she rushed through my stuff… But whatever, I wanted to work out there and now I can.
I drove home to Manitoba for the long weekend. I packed my suitcase full of work I was going to do for my project. I brought workout clothes and exercise dvds. I was going to take advantage of having a real kitchen, not my tiny claustrophobic apartment one, and try out some new recipes. Maybe all of this was a tad ambitious, but I didn’t work out once. I went for one short walk. I cooked absolutely nothing and spent the majority of the weekend sleeping and feeling completely exhausted.
So now the month has started and I’m not organized. Are you shocked? No? I was going to work out after work today when I realized, shit, I don’t have a gym bag. So I was going to use any old bag when I realized, shit, I don’t have a lock, where will I put my stuff? Where do people put their stuff in this gym? Can I just use a cubbie, or do I have to rent one? I don’t remember there being that many so surely there aren’t enough for everyone to rent their own… right?
Now I’m getting paranoid about gym etiquette.
Now I’m getting paranoid about gym etiquette.
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