They say money doesn’t buy happiness, but I’m going to tell you, that sometimes it does.
Yesterday I spent:
$66.00 for ONE month at a big box gym
$15.00 Nike Swim suit (in purple!!) the tag said $49.99, SCORE!!
$7.00 for a salad and a diet coke
$What ever a half a tank of gas costs, as I drove in circles on country roads trying to find this damn gym.
It’s crazy that I’m paying more than double what I did last time I belonged to a gym. The last gym I belonged to was a tiny express gym, which had 4 treadmills (can you imagine, FOUR treadmills?), 4 ellipticals, 2 bikes, a stair stepper, and a bunch of weight machines.
Yesterday I became a new member of a big box gym. The big box gym has 3 pools, along with all the other fancy stuff. Obviously I’m paying double for having all the fancy stuff available to me, but also because I didn’t sign the dreaded two year contract. If I signed a 2 year contract it would be $20.00 less a month. What’s my point? I think gyms are money suckers, but I’m in desperate need right now, and $66.00 a month is worth channeling my angst in a pool, and possibly a Turbo Kick class or two.
Anywayyyy…I hopped into the pool this morning! I have no idea what I’m doing, but I swam back and forth, I splashed around, I attempted a backstroke, a side stroke, waded in the deep end doing a running motion… basically, I didn’t drown.
I may need to drop a few more dollars on maybe getting a swim lesson or two just to learn proper form and breathing.
It would be nice to know this stuff incase there’s a triathlon in my future.
After my kicking and splashing around I thought I could benefit from a few moments in the hot tub, and oh, yes, I did. The hot tub is definitely going on my weekly agenda. The hot tub is pure ecstasy after a week of being sick and stressed out.
An expensive Saturday, but ultimately a happy one