I hadn't worked out regularly since the year 2005, and even at that, the only time I worked out regularly was the 9 month period before my wedding. I'd never been what you'd call, "athletic." Or "muscular." Or "coordinated." Or "well rounded." Or "interested in bettering myself." The gym, and all that health stuff, just hadn't been "my thing."
But that all had to change, because after baby #3, it was now or never. No more excuses. If the flab was going to go, it was going to now.
And so I embarked on my gym journey.
It's been 6 months, and much to my surprise, I have completely embraced it. I don't go everyday, but I would if I could - I generally make it there five days a week. The gym has become my place of respite - one of the only "no kid" zones that I get to enjoy in my life, and without the guilt. I really love to work out. Which is really, really weird.
In my six months at the gym, I have gained tone, muscle, and confidence, but I've also been enlightened as to the gym culture. It's a mini
cult society in and of itself. There are unspoken rules, unexpected truths, and a stringent dress code. Oh and judgment. Judgment abound.
I was so naive when I walked through those gym doors in January. So, so naive.
I feel the need to pass my wisdom on to other gym novices. To other stay at home moms like myself, who feel its their duty to get into shape, because really, we all have so much time on our hands.
In any event, if you are considering jumping on the gym bandwagon, please consider the following tips. After all, knowledge is power.