Day One-Hundred-Nine (Gym)

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Today, for the first time since 8th Grade, I stepped foot in a real gym. Okay, maybe that’s not totally true. I did go on the step contraptions once because my friend dragged me. I went rock climbing once. I had a fencing practice and a tournament in the gym. Mostly, I just ate my fatty lunch in the lobby. Actually using the gym on a daily basis for exercise? Um. No thank you.

On a whim, I decided to try out the local gym today. I went with my parents to check it out and try out all the different pieces of equipment. The step contraption is still cool and I enjoyed the bikes. It was an easy way to exercise without quite realizing how much effort you were actually putting out. The death traps that strengthened specific muscles were not my thing. They were all way too painful and difficult. Maybe with time and persistence I could learn to get better at them. It would be a nice goal. For the current moment, it’s just not my thing. I don’t have the time or dedication to improve that much. I’ll have to find my exercising method somewhere else.

To be fair, I never thought I would ever step into a gym after High School. I loved gym class. It was just playing games with your friends for an hour a day. I sucked at all the games and I was perfectly okay with that. It was just fun and games, anyway. Once in awhile I would find a sport that I was great at, too. Gaga Ball and Badminton were my shit. Dodgeball was always fun, too.

The thing about gym class and organized sports (or club sports) is that it’s a great way to get exercise without realizing how much exercise you’re actually getting. You’re so busy trying to prove yourself, improve your skills, and have fun that it’s always a surprise when you take a breather and realize that your shirt is soaked with sweat and all your bones ache. It’s an amazing feeling, rather than an painful one.

Kudos to those who exercise, go to the gym on a daily basis, and keep themselves healthy. I’m sure my opinions on this subject will develop as I mature. As of now, I’m not a huge fan of the gym. Maybe in the future!

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