a new gym
For the past half a year or so, I’ve done almost all of my workouts in our home gym. It’s been an amazing resource to have. It’s so convenient and easy to get a sweat session in; I’m not sure I’ll ever go back to not having home gym equipment.
That being said, there is something magical about going to the gym. And sometimes I really crave it. I crave the shiny new equipment. I crave the plethora of weights. I crave the rows and rows of choices. I crave being surrounded by like-minded individuals. That’s why I was so excited to find out that there are two Anytime Fitness clubs within about 15 minutes of our new home. I had any Anytime Fitness membership when we lived in Bloomington (a perk of the gig), but rarely used it because the only club was on the complete other side of town—20 minutes on a good day. Now that we live in the country, driving 15 minutes to get to a gym seems like nothing, but when we lived in the city, 20 minutes was totally inconvenient. Relativity is a funny thing.
Anywho, that’s a long-winded way of saying, I went to my new gym yesterday! We’re still in unpacking mode, and since our home gym isn’t even close to set up, I figured I’d take advantage of my sorely neglected Anytime Fitness membership (you can use it at any club in the world).
I was really, really impressed with the quality and variety of equipment available. I thought for sure there was no way there’d be kettlebells or a BOSU at a gym in small town Salem, Indiana, but there were! And in fact, really high-quality, new, nice-looking ones!
The craziest part of the whole experience? The whole place was empty! I’m not sure if this was a fluke or a reflection of small town Indiana, but it was 6:00 am on a Thursday morning and I was completely and totally alone. Not another exerciser. Not anyone that worked there. Not even a fly.
In Bloomington, all the gyms would be completely packed at 6:00 am. It was definitely a crazy feeling. I kept having to remind myself it was morning. Because it was so deserted, it felt like I was working out in the middle of the night or something.
It was really nice because I got to lay out all my weights, kettlebells and medicine balls and work at my own pace. The emptiness even gave me the audacity to try out the squat rack, which is not nearly as scary as it looks. Granted, I just squatted the bar to start, but I did it! I’m not sure why that single piece of equipment has intimidated me for so long. Silly. I can’t wait to start squatting heavy stuff.
Overall, I was really, really impressed with my new gym! I’m sure I’ll still do the majority of my workouts at home (you know, once the boxes are unpacked), but having the “gym experience” at such a nice facility will be a nice option to keep in my back pocket.
P.S. Anyone else read the Fergie interview in the July issue of SELF? I was totally amazed by how down-to-earth and normal she seemed. I’m not normally a big celebrity chaser, but I always thought she’d be a bit of a diva for some reason, but she didn’t come across that way at all. Also in this issue: an amazing article on female Olympians. I’m so excited for the Olympics to start!