Joining a Gym

On Monday I joined a gym for the first time. I figured now that I have a little more free time, I have no excuse for NOT going to the gym. Plus, there are a lot worse ways to spend your free time than getting in shape.

I walked up to the front desk, and stated that I wanted to join the gym. What I wasn't prepared for was the amount of decisions that I would have to make. Do I want to join for the summer or for a continuous membership? Do I want the premium membership with towel service or the regular membership? Then I had to sign and initial a page long document and get my picture for my ID taken. It was quite the procedure - who would have thought? After I signed up, they said I could book an introduction to the gym sometime, and I figured I didn't need it – how complicated could it be?

Being all gung-ho on starting right away, I went and got changed, and then my boyfriend (who also goes to the same gym) showed me around. There is a pool, a cardio room, a circuit room, a weight room/machine room and many more. Not only are there many different rooms, they are all on different levels – how are you supposed to find your way around in a place like that? Have I mentioned that I am directionally challenged? The most intimidating room was the weight room/machine room – how on earth do people know how to use all of that stuff? After taking a look around and trying a couple things, I decided that I better book that introduction. It is a little more complicated than I thought.