It’s Fun to Slay (All Day) at the YMCA!

Yesterday was my first time at the gym since January. I’d joined the YMCA next to my work on my first day of work… in February. So with this Wednesday being the one month anniversary of my start date (and join date), and the fact that I had not been once, I told myself that I had to go. It may be significantly less expensive than my last gym, but it’s still an expensive locker if I don’t go at all.

So yesterday was the day. It was Monday and I had told Coach that I would be going. So I kind of had to. And even though I didn’t leave the office until 6:00, I marched my ass into the Y and down the stairs to the locker room to change. I pulled on my big girl work out pants and Beyoncé tank and pumped myself up a little. It wasn’t long before I realized that a shirt with an illustration of Beyoncé with both her middle fingers up probably wasn’t the best life choice for a YMCA. I made a mental note never to wear it again, tried my best to avoid all the children, and made my way to the cardio area.

The fact that the first day of spring was last week reignited my desire to get in formation, and get back to a routine. With the new job, it has felt nearly impossible.

I feel like a new gym is always kind of awkward. It’s like the first day of a new school – You don’t know anyone. You don’t know where anything is. You don’t know how the machines work or what channel Food Network is on. But I’m in a unique position in my life where I’m the new girl all around, so I didn’t let this bother me.

Looking at the machines, I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do, or where in the room I wanted to be. After going and standing on, like, two different treadmills, I ended up choosing one kind of near the entrance, and lucky for me, the machine’s TV was already on FoodNetwork (I don’t know why, but it’s my favorite thing to watch while working out). And after another minute of staring at the machine, I selected a program that I’d never done before (something with hills), and started my workout.

I had no desire to run. I had no real desire to sweat, TBH. I had made it to the gym and just by being there, I had already accomplished what I set out to do. That said, I did run and I did sweat. But I mostly walked up the giant hills that the program told me I was going to do. I attempted running up them, but I realized it’s a lot harder to keep my balance on a treadmill when it’s on an incline.

After about 45 minutes I stopped, grabbed my stuff from the locker, and walked the mile and a half home, very aware of my need for some serious fitspiration.

I spent the last three years working toward hitting 230lbs. And I did it! I taught myself to run, I started practicing yoga, I even cut out sugar at one point. But what was I doing now? What could inspire me to get back to it? To stick with a gym routine and to make better food choices? I needed another goal and I needed some direction. So after some discussion and research I signed up for Noom (If you want to do it with me, use my special link for 20% off when you sign up).

Spring has sprung and like the song says, “No man does it all by himself”. So I’ll be enlisting the Village People and my soon to be bffs at Noom. Because I’d really like to slay all day and All Night.


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