NOT what my fitness-guy looks like. I mean, look at this asshole.
Is it totally self-indulgent and stupid to pay $40 a month on top of my (to be fair, very reasonable) gym fee to have a nice and not scarily-muscular man act as my personal trainer once a month? He would make me a program that I could do three days a week and then one day a month he would do the program with me (and I hope, tell me what I needed to do next to avoid plateauing). I met him the other day for my "fitness assessment" wherein he a) made me think I might vomit from the exercises he did to gauge my health but b) did not make me feel bad about myself. I think this is a good sign.
- My schedule is so stupid that exercising is hard but when I don't exercise I feel bad physically and beat myself up emotionally.
- Once I do get to the gym I honestly have no idea what to do and so end up running and making a feeble effort to lift weights without any knowledge of how to do so in order to actually get stronger.
- This guy doesn't skeeve me out and might actually help me learn about how to exercise.
- I really do want to feel better and healthier and like I am taking care of myself. I'm also pretty sure that this is not a time in my life when I will work in yoga or long runs outside or anything else that takes initiative and discipline and scheduling. I need something easy and thoughtless.
- A little external pressure might help me actually go to the gym.
- It feels really indulgent. I can just make myself go to the gym three times a week. Really if I run half an hour and do a few weights I should be fine. I did this in the past and felt okay.
- I worry that I am just giving into some ridiculous vanity-thing, or even worse am sliding into a very-ugly-American tendency to spend my money on selfish wrong-minded things like the shape of my triceps.
- It is $40 a month! That I would be spending just on myself. When I could just save that money and, I dunno, have some willpower to exercise.
- I hate gyms, and gym people. They terrify me with their perky attitudes and tendency to wear track pants everywhere.