Last year I made a big decision to switch gyms.
Yes, I know that’s nothing massively life changing, but for someone who’s been ‘gymming it‘ at the same sweat box for over 10 years it was a pretty big decision.
You see my gym had become like a second home, I not only knew the instructors personally but most other members as well. It had a warm community feeling and made the thought of having to almost pass out during a spin class a little less daunting, especially when you knew that everyone else in the class felt the same way and the instructor wasn’t a sadist, (although this was sometimes questionable).
But after joining up to a health insurance scheme I was woo’d by the fact that a more luxurious gym was now on offer to me for half the extortionate price that it should be. Of course, like any big life changing decision I had to weigh up my options.
My current gym was only open from 9am until 9pm, and the pool was open for public use, so the facilities weren’t quite the most clean or glamorous. (In fact, ‘au de urine’ was the scent of choice in the changing rooms).
Whereas this new modern spandangled gym, was open from 6am until 10pm, offered over 70 classes a week, steam and sauna facilities, a healthy restaurant and a changing room that resembled a show home.
So naturally thinking that all the pro’s outweighed the cons, I signed on the dotted line and jumped over the fence where I thought life would not only be greener, but I would also be fitter and less likely to feel the urge to vomit every time I stepped into the changing rooms.
But here I am, 5 months into my new gym relationship and it sucks!
My thoughts of getting a class in before work have been scuppered by the fact I’m an awful morning person. No matter my good intentions as I sit online booking all the classes I’m going to complete before I’ve even sniffed a latte, it’s happened twice, and even at those times I’ve had to question my own sanity. Who gets up at 6am to do a HITT class?…Me!
One of the biggest selling points for my big move was the classes. I love a good gym class.
But at this new gym I soon realise that the very reason I enjoyed the classes at my previous haunt was due to the motivational instructors.
Their passion and enthusiasm was the very thing that spurred me on when those last burpees seemed like they were going to go on until the end of time.
But at this new gym, the instructors seem to have as much personality as a wet flannel!
Discussing Kale recipes and sporting enough Nike to be a brand ambassador, I don’t feel motivated in their classes….I feel bored out of my brains.
Nothing used to stop me from getting to the gym and it would never be a struggle to get myself there, but now I’m completely unmotivated, and find that unfortunately with this new gym comes new people who have very different perceptions of fitness than I do.
I’ve always had a strong belief that fitness is a lifestyle choice and not a fad, and yet I’m now surrounded by fellow gym members who only seem to be paying a price for parading around in the latest lycra trends, rather than actually putting it to use.
I know this is probably rather amusing as it’s not the biggest drama to have in life, but I felt it would be good to share my recent gym dilema as many people always say to me that they want to join a gym, but my strong advice would be to find one that suits you and give it a try before you commit.
I learnt the hard way that not all gyms are created equal, and sometimes it’s the one’s masked in a scent of urine that could be the one you wish you’d stuck with.
Suffice to say I will be cancelling my membership next month, and on journey to discover a new form of fitness that will invigorate my motivation.