I’m not ashamed to admit that I’ve always been a little bit heavier than the other girls out there. In high school, I noticed that my hips were wider than my shoulders. My waist was defined, but as a teenager, being told that I had “child-bearing hips” didn’t do wonders for my self-esteem. My rear end drew the attention of many a boy, but I’ve never been comfortable with the “junk in my trunk.” I wasn’t in plus-size clothing, but I was in double digits.
So in early 2006, I finally dropped that extra weight — all 35 pounds of it. I did it through diet and taking walks. Not only did I get healthier, I saved a ton of money. How? Well, I was getting most of my meals at one of New Jersey’s ubiquitous diners and many other restaurants (chain and local), spending a lot of money to stuff my face. All of those late-nite platters of “disco fries” finally got to me. I wasn’t comfortable in my body.
Now, four years later, the weight’s creeping back onto my frame. I hadn’t been on a scale in two months when I went to a doctor’s appointment and they put me on one. I wasn’t happy with the number I saw — about 15 pounds has found its way back. I knew my pants were tighter, but I didn’t realize how bad it’d gotten. My diet isn’t terrible — I eat lowfat/fat-free dairy, avoid red meat most of the time, and don’t drink my calories. I’m going to blame it on the sweets, mostly.
A few of the lovely ladies I work with have been going to the gym down the street for about a year now, and I decided it was time to start tagging along. Two weeks ago, a co-worker who’s a longtime friend of mine told me about a promotion the gym was having for new members through the end of March (which was only a few days away): $20/month gym membership, with no contract.
I went to speak to the manager and she laid it all out for me. To join the gym would cost $60: $20 each for the first and last month of my membership, plus a $20 “processing fee.” Considering most gyms in our area charge upward of $50 a month plus $100-$200 in signup fees, this was a deal that would be too hard to pass up. So I said I’d join.
There’s always a catch, right? This one floored me: To get this incredible $20/month rate, my monthly fee had to be billed to a gym member’s credit card. Really?!
Luckily, my co-worker friend was gracious enough to allow the use of her credit card for billing purposes (the perks of a decade-plus friendship!). So I’ve given her the initial $60 and will pay her $20 monthly. And I know she’s super-responsible with her finances, so we have no worries about her CC balance being affected by my $20 each month. However, I have to ask the gym manager if I can eventually put it on my own credit card without losing the great rate. I have a feeling that’s not going to be an option.
So far, I’ve been to the gym a total of three times, mainly because I had a few days off this month and don’t live nearby. I’ve done well with the treadmill, elliptical and the weight machines, but I need to get into a routine. That I have no desire to buy clothes in bigger sizes is motivation enough.
I’ve got my gym bag all packed up and ready for this morning — and the next day, and the next… Wish me luck!