YMCA

I've never really cared much about weight. I've never been that girl that counts calories or thinks about what she's putting into her mouth. To be honest hearing other girls that become obsessed with it (please refer to a clip from "Mean Girls") has always irked me. However, I'm realizing that I've never cared because I've never had to. Sadly, I'm starting to have to!!

It was seeing myself in the pictures at my friend Arhmin's wedding that finally gave me the motivation I've been looking for to make healthy living a lifestyle. It's time to put the Y membership I've had for 3 months to good use! :)

I owe it all to having a little something called "the desk job." You just don't realize how much exercise you get just walking across campus in college or running around town with friends. It's sad to say that the extent of my walking from 8-5 is to the bathroom and back! ouch! I could be barefoot at my desk all day if I really wanted to...I'm not walking anywhere.

With that said I thought I would share a funny story that happened to me a week or so ago at the YMCA. New to the whole work out thing I was feeling pretty nervous about the weight room, the people and all the "code" talk that floats around with regular members. To make matters much worse I was a bit overemotional that day anyway. I made John help me sign up on the huge white board that has every 15 minutes sectioned off for the cardio machines. I was doing weights that day, but apparently I "needed to warm up my muscles" before diving in. John acted like the whole thing was so dern simple and it was ridiculous I was having trouble with it. We finally had my initials blocked off for 15 minutes on elliptical 1. Once I was on the machine I felt fine...and convinced myself I blended in with the "regulars." It was about that moment when I got a tap on my shoulder. "Um....I don't think you're signed up for that machine!!!" I conversed with the lady that I indeed signed up and explained my initials were in green marker. She went back to the board and then came over to me again, "no you didn't...you signed up for 5:30AM....so....I think I need that machine....elliptical 3 is open though!" Yes, I got KICKED OFF the elliptical machine. Why didn't she go to elliptical #3 if it was open!?!

I walked over to John just a little proud that this situation proved signing up for the machines wasn't as easy as he thought, but the tears were welling up in my eyes! She was really mean! I wish you could have heard the conversation that took place between John and I after that as he explained that I could NOT cry in the weight room!!!

I finally pulled it together (none came down my cheeks) and he escorted me from one weight machine to the next. It was quite a day!

Here are a few pictures to help me remember that I did run the Country Music 1/2 Marathon not too long ago and hopefully it will motivate me even more! Hats off to all those "regulars" out there that are no longer intimidated by the gym. I hope to join you soon!!