I’m not very good at break ups. Boys, hair stylists, manicurists, I don’t like it. I like routine, I like stability. Also, I like having a place where I can work out 3-4 days a week and know that it will be open and available for me (because I pay for it.)
Well, that rug got pulled out from under me yesterday.
Why? My gym broke up with me. Well, actually, it’s more like my gym closed because the electric was shut off due to them not paying the bills for a few months (to the tune of $200k).
Yeah, I was dating a gym that had money issues. SO UNLIKE ME.
My friend told me about the news and sadly, due to my trust issues, I didn’t believe him, so I ran next door to see it myself and yep, gym was closed, “until further notice.”
Turns out, further notice is likely forever, so I’m back on the gym market and I have no idea what to do. I’ve been dating my gym for more than five years! We were, like committed.
And now I’m getting back out there, visiting other gyms, hearing what they have to say and trying to decide where I want to go. But in the meantime, I’m getting outside to walk and exercise, even if I’m not burning as many calories as I was before. And it’s been kind of nice, especially after sitting in an office all day.
I just hate auditioning gyms and now mixing up the routine I had before. I know, it’s dumb, but it’s just a change. And hopefully, by this weekend, I will have a new place to work out.
Yeah I’m totally looking at this like my own episode of the Bachelor. Another gym mini date is tomorrow!
Are you good with breaking up with gyms, stylists, etc.?