on joining the gym

All that lycra, stretched over limbs

Toned with years of lifting weights

And running miles on treadmill belts,

For what?

A body built for Instagram

But what’s the price?

No chocolate bars or cakey treats,

Just vegetables, steamed to nowt,

I doubt I’d manage much of that.

I’m tempted to join the gym as there’s quite a reasonably priced one pretty close to where I live – and I’m keen to get a little stronger. But even as a fit person, I get anxious about the thought of going.

There is something truly frightening about setting foot inside a gym for the first time in a long time, when everyone else there seems to know exactly what they are doing, and they look good doing it.

Many years ago, I worked as a gym membership consultant and I used to love signing up people who were nervous because I loved to make them feel comfortable and show them that they were making a great choice to start getting fit.

I just hope that if I pluck up the courage to go and join, that I get a consultant that can be gentle too. All those big body builder types are pretty scary.

Much Love

Rachel xx

One thought on “on joining the gym

  1. Margot Kinberg

    I know what you mean, Rachel. I’ve been fortunate, actually, along those lines. The gym I used to belong to wasn’t overly populated by those buff types with perfectly sculpted bodies (well, there were a few, but still). And in fact, one of our US gyms, Planet Fitness, targets the market of ‘the rest of us’ who don’t look like magazine cover ‘photos. They have a really easygoing atmosphere, and I think that’s part of what makes them work well.

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