I went to the gym last night.
I don't usually like to plug the establishments that I go to, especially because people then tend to find me on Google and giving a multi-million dollar company free advertising feels weird to me, but I have to say, that Bally's pretty much rocked my boat. There is no processing fee, no initiation fee (both of which I had to pay at Not-Really-Open-24-Hours-Fitness), AND I get to try out the gym for a month for $5. The only thing they wanted from me as a commitment that I would try and go there at least 12 times in the month.
*pause for internal dialogue*
12 times! That's a big commitment. I can't even commit to pooping twelve times in a month. How am I going to be able to go to the gym that much? That's a little less than every other day. Hmmm.....
*internal dialogue over*
So I decided to join. It's a remodeled facility in a crappy stip mall in my part of Houston. I don't have to drive on any major freeway to get there, which is so beautiful that I almost cried. I live in an older part of Houston and there are almost no stores close to me that don't involve me driving on the most crowded freeway known to mankind. The freeway also goes in a giant circle, which Houstonians happily refer to as a 'loop'. As if humans were supposed to drive in circles and never really get anywhere.
I'm going back tonight for my free, hour session with my personal trainer: Traci. Wish me luck.