I Joined A Gym

I recently developed a lot of time on my hands. So naturally, I joined a gym. As hilarious as that sounds it's true. I signed up two Fridays ago online and went in late that night. My current work schedule requires a gym that's open 24 hours. The elliptical machine kicked my butt so I road on the bike for an hour until it kicked me off. I almost always fail my goals so I haven't decided on how many days per week to go. My job forces me to walk around several buildings and some shifts are worse than others. It can be exhausting. Also, there is the weather to contend with. One of the benefits of living in the city is that the gym is less than ten minutes away from home and five minutes away from work.

I'm tired of being tired all of the time. I'm tired of being fat and ugly. I'm tired of being told I'm fat and ugly, especially by my own family and acquaintances. But mostly, I just want to reduce stress and pain to feel happy again, at least while exercising pumps endorphins all throughout my body

It's been two weeks since joining the gym and I've gone 9 times. That's not as much as I would like, so there is room for improvement. While some people keep track of what they do each time, how much they do it, etc., I'm not going to do that. My time at the gym is the happiest part of my day, aside from sleeping. I looked at some statistics on gym membership and members usually go an average of 2 times per week. Not sure how accurate that information is but I'm well above that number. Work has been awful lately (as has life) but it's easier going to the gym after work than you'd expect. My gym also has amazing showers, so I can work out the stress and then relax a little bit before going home. Of course, this means I don't get to bed until one or two in the morning (and sometimes three).

As mentioned above, work has been horrible. So horrible, in fact, that I'm looking for something else in my current healthcare system. My back hurts too much to be a CNA. I try not to think about having to hold out until July 21st, which will be my one-year anniversary with my employer. I have until that time for a miracle to happen or else I'll be making even more drastic changes.

Until next time,

~Staci~