I pulled in the parking lot the other day and saw a guy heading in the door with a walker.
A few weeks ago there was a different gentleman walking inside with a cane, winter hat/coat on and jeans.
Perhaps my favorite moment is when I get there at just the right time and am surrounded by the older but not ancient 10am crowd. There is a lot of yelling and cajoling and in particular there is one REALLY loud guy.
This is the guy that knows everyone.
He always introduces himself to any newbie (He spotted me RIGHT AWAY).
He yells clear across the room to his buddies and knows all the ins and outs of the building.
You almost want to avoid him but don't because he's genuinely a nice guy.
(Patrick Anderson, if you are reading this I am guessing this is exactly the way you view me at church :)
So why am I telling you all this?
Well, I finally found a gym where I fit RIGHT IN.
These are my people when it comes to exercise.
I love it.
I always said that when the kids went to school I would REALLY, TRULY begin to exercise. I think I used to say this because it felt as if that day would never, ever happen. It seemed almost impossible that a day would come when I would drop all the kids off at school and...........then..........well, I couldn't even think about what I would do the next minute. I had grand visions of reading all day on the couch and binge watching tv shows while I hand-rolled pasta or made all kinds of different breads.
That didn't happen.
None of it.
EXCEPT the exercise.
But before you think I am some kind of total convert..........refer back to my gym buddies.
We have a lot in common.
We don't dress to impress. (I did try to buy what I thought looked like gym wear............it's very bright and is made of gym wear material, it makes me feel a bit sporty but the shirt I wear most often is one I stole from Jen Kauffman.............it says something about a 5K on it...........I like to make people think I ran that 5K.........in reality, she gave the shirt to Francesca to wear as a "maxi skirt" when Francesca peed her pants at church and I had nothing to give her.......)
I have my own medical issues. (I routinely choose the treadmill nearest to the bathroom. I usually have to get off at least once during my time to pee. I pause my machine, slip off, rush in and out and get back on. One time I didn't realize I had started it back up BEFORE getting on and I go to get on and totally tripped BECAUSE IT WAS ALREADY MOVING. Praise to the mighty God above that I didn't actually fall.)
Going to the gym is a social thing. (I go because I LOVE to hang out with my friends Stacey and Clinton and sometimes Randy. The gym is the only time I get to see them and check in on how they are doing. I mean, TECHNICALLY, we aren't REALLY friends because they don't know my name and I only interact with them via the tv screen and the conversation only goes one way BUT I love them and their passion for seeing women feel good about themselves. They have never met a woman that wasn't beautiful. I feel that Randy might pass out if he ever saw me in a wedding dress because that is how STUNNING he would find me.)
Just being at the gym is the end goal. (I started getting a bit cocky in my thinking and from wearing my 5K Jen shirt..........actually ran 3 miles one day.........have been consistently running/jogging rather than just walking......I know this isn't impressive for many of you but BELIEVE ME when I say it is QUITE THE FEAT for me...........so I starting thinking........huh. Maybe, I just might sign up for one of those 5K things that everyone is doing these days. If I get the right person to do it with me I will FOR SURE finish........I can be a little stubborn/competitive. This thought lasted right up until the day my regular treadmill by the bathroom was taken and I had to go into THE OTHER ROOM. This is the room where everyone under 70 goes to work out - NOT MY PEOPLE. I once saw a woman with MATCHING workout gear on, I didn't know how to handle it. Oh and they have a wall of mirrors - RIGHT IN FRONT OF THE TREADMILLS. That is the day I decided that I was never, ever going to run in public. OH MY WORD. No one needs to see that.)
So that's my foray into the gym world, the wonderful world where exercise and cable TV collide.
It's kind of wonderful.
If you want to come and join the guys, Stacey, Clinton, Randy and I, we will be at the Hall of Fame Fitness Center.
Just look for the treadmill by the bathroom.
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