Ok, I canceled my membership to the gym. Ben and I had to take a hard look at our finances and we haven't even been to the gym since September. We've been paying for the membership and not using it. We couldn't justify paying for something we're not using, especially since the new building I'm working in has a rec center. I can get a complimentary membership for me and Ben since I work there. But, when I went to cancel the membership, apparently I didn't cancel it in enough time to stop this month's payment. As a result, we still have an active membership until the middle of April.
We went for a walk yesterday, but Ben wasn't getting home until late today. He suggested going to the gym this evening since we still could. So, we went. As always, I weigh myself before exercising. Rewind to last week when we were hanging out with some friends. I weighed myself at their house and I was 167. I was very, very unhappy. I wasn't happy when I broke 150, much less that I had broken 160 and was flirting with 170. Ok, fast-forward back to today when I weighed myself. When I weigh myself on a manual scale, I always overshoot what I think I weigh. I went for 170, praying it would be too heavy. Whew, it was. I dropped down to 167. Still heavy. Hmmm. 165? Nope. 162. Huh. Still heavy. 160...There we go! Wait, WHAT????? I seriously weighed myself twice just to be sure. Somehow I magically lost 7 lbs in a week. Watch, the next time I weigh myself, I'll be back up to 164 or something. I seriously hate my body.
We worked out for 35 min on the ellipticals. I wanted to do weigh lifting for the other 25 min, but thinking about cleaning off the machines, adjusting the weight and then cleaning them off again...it was exhausting just thinking about it, so I decided I'd focus on weights next time we go, whether it's to the gym or the rec center.
