Because purple-faced is the new sexy

Am actually quite excited to hit the gym tonight. I started back up last week and it is doing very good things for my mental state. I find that in those first 48 hours after some cardio, I am less likely to start with the voodoo curses and the body-checking and car-running-over of old slow women who just won't get out of the way. Which is a good thing, I feel.

I also really like my gym. It was about time to get back there, since they'd actually moved locations while we were On A Break and I didn't even realize it. I go to Planet Fitness, which is dead cheap and where you can be thrown out for grunting. Which I think is pretty much awesome. I wish there were more places in the world that would throw people out for obnoxious, "hey, look at me" behavior. I bet people would actually start thinking about what they're doing if at any moment they could be handed a "Yeah . . . Get Out" ticket by some kind of Grand Righteous Hall Monitor.

This gym isn't a meat market, but it's not the rec center either where you have to fight packs of glaring middle-aged women for the right to use one of the 2 available ellipticals. There may be 3 ellipticals, but you can be sure that one of them is always out of order or creaking/shaking/smoking in some suspicious and possibly evil way. My gym has loads and loads of new machines and you never have to wait for one.

Plus I feel comfortable there. People aren't trying to impress each other. So I don't have to feel like I should feel self-conscious about using an old MP3 player instead of an iPod. Or listening to not-cool-at-all booty-shaking music. Or not wearing nice workout clothes, since I understand that you must give tradespeople money in order to acquire such things. I also don't work out in thongs or fake boobs, because I actually like myself.


Science Teacher Mommy said... [reply]

Thanks for the soup recipe. I've actually been looking for one (last post). I didn't take any pictures at Captain Tootypants' blessing! Third child.

I too am a red-faced work out girl. I'm also extremely sweaty. Even when I was a hot size-four-runner-every day I didn't have a chance in H*** of picking up on anyone while I was working out. And I always wore really old baggy clothes so nobody would have seen things jiggling.

coolmom said... [reply]

Congrats on working out. I started working out again this morning as well. Am a firm believer in doing whatever it takes to keep the moods from swinging too much. And mine swung a bit too far out this weekend so it's time to get with the program.

Desmama said... [reply]

Fun. D'you know that that new Planet Fitness is right by DesDad's new office building? Yep. That's the one. I wish I could find time to work out with two little munchkins. I'd have to get up earlier than I want to, though, and I loathe giving up my precious sleep time. [/lazy rant] In the meantime, maybe you could borrow my iPod and enjoy my new, uncool booty-shaking mix. ;)

Jenny said... [reply]

Yesterday I walked by a mirror at the gym after I finished like 55 minutes of cardio and I almost screamed out loud. Turns out that sleep deprivation + workout face = hideous. I like fake boobs and thongs not at all. You forgot the bleached hair and crayola orange skin.

miranda said... [reply]

i don't sweat much, but i get red-faced. but my gym is a room with a kickboxing DVD. and my husband isn't allowed anywhere near me while i'm exercising

Science Teacher Mommy said... [reply]

I want to know what is on DesMama's workout mix. There is NO WAY it is as lame as mine.

Christie said... [reply]

I am a middle-aged rec center patron. But I don't use the machines -- I like step. Oh, and my face doesn't just go red. It goes blotchy red and white. Very attractive. Especially on a middle-aged woman. (At least I can have a hot flash at the gym and have others think I'm getting a great workout. Tee-hee.)

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