I finally decided to get back on the fitness bandwagon. I have gained entirely too much weight over this past year, and it’s time to get rid of it. None of my clothes fit, I get bummed out just looking in my closet, and I feel like crap. So, I decided to go back to Curves. I used to work out there a couple of years ago, and I loved it. But then life got in the way, I was working 2 jobs, yada yada yada, and I stopped going. Then, I joined a regular gym with a couple of co-workers but I hated it. Now, at my new job, there is a Curves right next door, and they were having a great sign-up special, so the price was right.
I did my first workout in a long time last night. I made it through, got my heart rate up (which happened as soon as I saw the number on that lying sack of shit they like to call a scale) and had a decent workout. When I was stretching I realized that I am so not as limber as I used to be. I know I don’t look it, but I weigh way too much. I keep hearing that I carry the weight well. I don’t want to carry the weight at all! I don’t have a goal weight in mind, but I would like to fit in the clothes that I have in my closet. So, workouts it is, 3x a week or more, and very soon my diet will follow. Last time I was working out regularly my diet naturally gravitated towards healthier foods, so I’m not making too much effort there yet. One step at a time.
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I HATE the regular gym. HATE. Most of the ones I’ve been to are more of a singles scene than a place to work out, with barely clothed women with perfect bodies prancing around men with too many muscles and not enough brain cells.