I've joined a gym. Sort of.
Before everyone gets excited (settle down at the back, there!), it's not really a gym. It's the local sports centre. And it's only because it makes more sense than paying as I go, considering I play badminton there twice a week.
But it's a step in the right direction when it comes to exercise. Because this sports centre happens to have a dinky little room full of all the equipment needed for getting fit. I think. I've only ever peeped inside as I walked by. But, you never know, one day I might walk in and try one of the machines out. Supervised, hopefully. They look tricky. I don't want to break them. Or myself.
Since finishing the 12-week training programme, I must admit it's harder to motivate myself to exercise. I know there's no accountability. There's no weekly check-in. Who's really going to notice if I skip exercise just once? Or twice?
Well, I'll notice. And my clothes will notice. And, if I regularly go to the leisure centre and start running around and exercising, then suddenly stop, the staff will notice.
My point? Joining up will give me the accountability I need. Knowing that someone might possibly say: "I didn't see you last week, were you okay?" and I would have to answer: "Yes, I was fine, I just didn't feel like coming so I stayed at home and gorged myself on Jaffa cakes." will, I hope, be quite useful in convincing me to get off the sofa, prise myself away from my phone or book and start doing something active.
We'll see.
Before everyone gets excited (settle down at the back, there!), it's not really a gym. It's the local sports centre. And it's only because it makes more sense than paying as I go, considering I play badminton there twice a week.
But it's a step in the right direction when it comes to exercise. Because this sports centre happens to have a dinky little room full of all the equipment needed for getting fit. I think. I've only ever peeped inside as I walked by. But, you never know, one day I might walk in and try one of the machines out. Supervised, hopefully. They look tricky. I don't want to break them. Or myself.
Since finishing the 12-week training programme, I must admit it's harder to motivate myself to exercise. I know there's no accountability. There's no weekly check-in. Who's really going to notice if I skip exercise just once? Or twice?
Well, I'll notice. And my clothes will notice. And, if I regularly go to the leisure centre and start running around and exercising, then suddenly stop, the staff will notice.
My point? Joining up will give me the accountability I need. Knowing that someone might possibly say: "I didn't see you last week, were you okay?" and I would have to answer: "Yes, I was fine, I just didn't feel like coming so I stayed at home and gorged myself on Jaffa cakes." will, I hope, be quite useful in convincing me to get off the sofa, prise myself away from my phone or book and start doing something active.
We'll see.
