I have only been on the weight loss kick since October, and now, 117 pounds and 8 months later (well OK, one year and eight months if you count the pre-surgery work I did), I finally joined a gym.
I joined Gold’s Gym in Arlington last night and then did a 30 minute workout on the bike. I have an appointment for “orientation” tomorrow, which I have to reschedule because I forgot I have my second writer’s group tomorrow. But then after that, I’m pretty much on my own.
There are many gyms in this area and I went with Gold’s Gym for a number of reasons. One of them is that my whole family belongs to that gym. My step-niece works at one of them in her area and we all get a “family” discount. Well, they did at least. The gym she works at is a franchise, so they all get the discount at the franchises that owner owns. The ones in my area are owned by corporate, so I don’t really get the discount. That said, however, I can get guest passes to go to the gym in that area so that my sister and I can work out together when I go hang out at her place, which I do pretty often. Plus I have the benefit of being able to go to any corporate owned Gold’s Gym.
Granted, it’s a little more expensive than some of the other gyms in this area, but I do get the benefit of being able to take Yoga and Zumba classes. Not too sure what a Zumba is exactly, but I guess I’ll find out. Plus! I do not have a contract. I can cancel at any time. Much better deal than Bally’s (which is now LA Fitness, apparently).
Now my posts will probably include a great deal of whining and complaining about sore muscles. Hopefully, this will make that last 56 pounds easier to lose and help me strengthen and tone my poor abused body. I did so much damage to it by being morbidly obese for so long, I sometimes wonder if it will ever recover.
Wish me luck!