Hope you all had a fab weekend!
We had a pretty decent one over here. Cody was actually gone at a church youth group retreat Friday night and all day Saturday, so Hunter and I had some mommy-son bonding time. We missed Cody, but we kept fairly busy. Friday night was pretty chill, but Saturday morning we went to the gym for my favorite Pump Class, went to a baby shower for a friend in the afternoon, and then headed over to church to say hi to Cody and visit with friends who were volunteering for the weekend.
Unfortunately, baby Hunter came down with something and was running a fever Saturday night and all day yesterday, so we kept it pretty low key the rest of the weekend. Poor little guy.
It sure was nice to have Cody home again for the second part of the weekend though. We missed him! Clearly Ryan did…
I’ve been wanting to write this post for a couple weeks now, but didn’t get around to it until today for various reasons. As most of you know, I joined a gym a few weeks ago. It’s been such a fun experience, and I can’t tell you how much I’ve been loving it.
Before I go into it all, let me back up a bit and fill you in on my “gym history”. Back in my college days, I was totally a “gym rat”. I was always there, and I loved it. I wasn’t so much into group fitness at the time (it intimidated me), but I ran and ellipticized my heart out and did my own weights workouts. This also began my obsession with exercise – mostly due to my depression, eating disorder, and desire to “control” everything.
I decided after college that I would get my personal training certification with the hopes of getting a job as a personal trainer. I ended up getting certified through NASM (I highly recommend it!), and shortly after got a job at a corporate gym as a personal trainer. I absolutely loved being in the gym atmosphere, building relationships with my clients, and helping people reach their health/fitness goals. What I didn’t love? The sales aspect of it and my schedule. I didn’t love the pressures to fulfill specific quotas, cold calling people, and trying to convince them that they needed my services. That’s just not my personality. That along with working late nights and early mornings quickly exhausted me and wore me out. I found myself dreading work and knew it wasn’t where I was supposed to be. As much as I love fitness and people, I realized personal training in a corporate setting was not for me. I quit my job and moved into an entirely different field.
From then on, I ended up doing my own workouts at home and eventually got into running since it was summer at the time, and the weather was gorgeous. Then came winter, and I decided to join a rec center not too far away from our house. At this point, I continued to fall in love with running, started training for a half marathon, and got really into group fitness classes. As great as all of this was, it didn’t help my obsession with exercise and my body wasn’t having it. This was when Cody and I started talking about wanting to get pregnant and I discovered that I had hypothalamic amenorrhea. I’m very much a “black and white” person, so I stopped running, discontinued my membership from the gym, and started practicing yoga and did a lot of walking.
That was almost two years ago, and as many of you long time My Food N Fitness Diaries’ readers know, I’ve learned a lot about myself and my body since that point. I missed the gym, but I knew it was best for me to stay away for the time being. While I was pregnant, I kept it low key and we also were watching our budget, so I decided to continue doing my workouts and walks at home or outside. As much as I loved my at home/outdoor workouts, I still really missed the gym atmosphere and group fitness classes.
Cody’s job gives him an annual health reimbursement that we are able to use toward a gym membership, so we decided since the colder months are here and Hunter is old enough to go to the gym daycare that a gym membership would be a good option.
It’s been three weeks since I joined the gym, and so far it’s been a really great experience. I plan to go about things differently this time around though. It’s easy to get caught up in comparing yourself to the girl next to you in your group fitness class or competing with the person next to you on the treadmill. (Or maybe this is just my own personal problem due to my competitive nature?) I promised myself that won’t be happening this time around. So far, so good.
I realize this post is already getting super duper long, so I decided to break it into two posts. I’ll talk about how things are presently going and how Hunter is doing with the gym daycare in tomorrow’s post.
Have a great day!
What’d you do this weekend?
What’s your “gym history” in a nutshell?
Do you have a gym membership?