Yesterday I went to the gym. I don't do so well there, but I was getting tired of wasting $10 a month and the nightmares about turning into Kim K on my backside were starting to scare me.
I work out at Planet Fitness and there's signs everywhere that say "no lunks allowed." A lunch is apparently a huge dude in a tank top that grunts and slams weights down. I saw quite a few of those idiots, so I think they need to find a new gym.
Three years ago I did the couch to 5K program so I could run the Race for the Cure. And also so I could look the prettiest on spring break. Now excuse me while I mourn the fact that my last SB was three years ago.
I've tried to start it back up again countless times, but was never motivated. Yep, even before my wedding I couldn't find the motivation. I stuck to the bar workout for that one - that is KILLER.
I figured that it would be the same yesterday. I would quit halfway through the "run" like I had been doing for the last three years.
Except I didn't - I completed the whole 30 minute workout. I was shocked! How did my motivation change? Well, I don't think it did. My workout music changed.
See, for the past three years I didn't have Justin Timberlake to get me going. The 20/20 Experience is probably the best thing that's ever happened to me, workout wise. You do your thing, JT. It's helping me do mine.
Back to yesterday. I get on the treadmill to start my workout and I'm feeling great thanks to mr. sexy back. Then I make the mistake of looking to my left.
Do you see what I see? Yes, that is a million boxes of Papa John's Pizza. It's a miracle that I made it to the end of my workout! And an even bigger one that I walked out of the gym pizza free. I marched my sore little self home and baked some chicken and roasted some veggies. Take that free pizza!
But seriously, the gym was insanely packed (can't really say more than ever because it's my first time there since I signed up in January...) and I know that most of the people were there for pizza. In fact, they would finish their workout, grab some pizza and go sit down to eat it.
UHHH HELLO - kind of not the point of working out. Maybe they should give free powerade once a month or something. JUST NOT PIZZA. STOP TEMPTING ME YOU JERKS.