I Joined A Gym

My sister is getting married in June. I am one of her 14 bridesmaids....yes I said 14. Six of my fellow bridesmaids are my beautiful daughters. In an effort to not look  fat and ancient next to my fresh faced thin offspring, I joined a gym at the beginning of January. I also went back on my strict diet. It worked for me in the past when I wanted to lose weight for my 40th....OK maybe it only worked briefly because I managed to put all but 10 lbs of the 39 lost back on.

I started my diet on Jan 1st and joined the gym on Jan 11th. My membership came with a personal training session. I have a friend who is in a wedding in April so it helps to have a work out buddy. We scheduled our free personal training session with Greg for the following morning at 6 am. I was eager to get started.

Greg talked to us about our goals and eating habits and health histories. Then he took our measurements and weight. First off. I wold like to say...."your scale is wrong." I decided it would be best not to argue and seriously considered taking off all my clothes and asking for a do over.

Greg went through our numbers and proceeded to tell me that my body fat percentage was so bad in fact it wasn't even on the chart. The very poor column only went up so high. Thanks Greg....I appreciate that little tidbit of information!! By the way Greg....you look like you could drop a few pounds yourself....How did you get this job??????

I decided not to let my trainer Greg get in my way. I have been getting up every weekday morning at 5:20 to go to the gym. We are in our third week and have been going strong. We are not looking like super models yet....but we are well on our way.

Monday when I was working out an older gentleman came up to me and asked me how my "baby" was. I guess he could tell by the confused look on my face that I didn't have a baby. He said, "Oh I'm sorry, I have you confused with another blonde that comes here that has a baby." I thought....have you been talking to "Greg?" Apparently my body fat percentage makes me look like a new mom. I love this gym!!!!

They have other trainers that work with people in the gym. One female trainer looks to be around her late fifties or early sixties. She has jet black hair and looks as if she has spent her life working in the coal mines. She weighs about 85 lbs and to me looks gaunt and scrawny not muscular. She has kicked me off of machines twice...She will say, "Excuse me, do you mind moving? We only have one more set?" The first time it happened I thought, "that was rude but maybe they were in a hurry." The second time I got kicked off my machine because "they only had one more set to do." I should have said, "Sure, my time is obviously so much less important than yours, I couldn't possible have anything to do this morning." Instead I smiled and it came out like, "Sure, here you go."

I HATE THE GYM!!

Oh and I have a follow up appointment with Greg in the morning. I am getting on the scale naked this time!!!