… Make it a competition. Even if it’s against myself.
Nothing like being given a challenge and we tried out the brand shiny new gym this evening.
Our local council have decided that our local swimming pool was finally past it’s best and needed to be replaced. This week was the grand opening of the new public swimming baths and gym. We were rather excited having ‘downgraded’ from our years of David Lloyd membership after they upped the prices once again to a point where I just couldn’t justify the monthly rate for me actively avoiding the super happy peppy personal trainers (we paid out a lot for me to sit and eat cake in the members room). So considering we’ve gone from what is marketed as a members sports club to the local fitness membership we weren’t expecting a huge amount.
But bloody hell! Total kudos to our local council for providing a really nice facility in a very pretty building. Well, I think it is even if it’s a bit of a contentious issue locally.
Anyway. A pretty building is unlikely to hold my interest for long considering my total aversion to any exercise that doesn’t involve eight wheels bolted onto overly colourful shoes or a cake on the end of a stick. However, each of the machines lets you put in your personal exercise chip and pin type card that sets the machine up for you and tells you what to do.
Meet my perfect personal trainer:
- It won’t let me cheat
- it sets the machine up for me
- It doesn’t call me ‘buddy’
- actually, it doesn’t talk to me at all!
- it lets me try to outdo my basic workout
- it records everything
- it gives me GRAPHS!
I came home this evening and ate a yogurt. An activia yogurt. 0% fat no less.
All this is a step towards shedding some wobble for roller derby!