It was during this late fall/early winter conversation that Mr. Inspiration said to me that he joined a gym. (Gulp. Really. Isn't that the equivalent of a homeless person getting Nike to sponsor them to grub for change on the subway? Okay, maybe not.) This is a small City chain, with a location close to job A. Now because it takes up a fraction of the space of most gyms, they're able to charge $20 a month, with no membership fee. I've actually worked out there in the past, and it truly is a bare bones great gym.
But Inspiration and I, we don't need gyms. We need a pair of sneaks on our feet, some tunes in our ears, and an open door. We just need to go. Inspiration said that he did it last year because once winter hits, he knows that he's not going to train as hard. And for $20 a month he knows that he is going to work out at least five times a week.
Of course that wasn't going to happen to me. I LOVE TRAINING. Getting out there, pushing it to the music, checking my progress at the end of my power walk. I had just done the Festival of Lights 5K in 19 degrees. I was planning on being out there all winter.
And then it was winter, I mean really winter. And then there was a job B, which has me working a truly erratic schedule.
I have raced but I haven't trained. I want to put on my sneaks, put tunes in my ears, open the door and just get out there every day again.
And I will do so.
Cupid's Chase 5K |
take by AMANDA FEHRING |
take by AMANDA FEHRING |
take by AMANDA FEHRING |
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