
This year, I decided to start a different lifestyle. A healthy lifestyle is what I'm aiming for this year. I beleive it is never too late to start a good and healthy habit. But I'm no guru in healthy lifestyle. Actually, I'm one of those people you will never find in a gym sweating it out to loose those unwanted calories. But that was last year...and the years before last year.
People are now noticing my 'beer belly'. It seems like it really pains them to see me with my 'love handles' and that they had to tell me about it like I'm not aware myself. I have nothing against people who prefers eating those delicious and mouth-watering killer foods. Actually, I am the last person who would abhor such love for eating and great food. But this year, I have to say my farewell to this 'beer belly' which I have been nurturing since few year back. And did I mention I don't drink even? Such a pity, right?
Though I've heard tons of comments on how expensive Fitness First's membership is and that other known gyms are way much cheaper, still I signed up for a 12-year program. The gym inside the mall is just a walking distance from my place while the other gyms are few kilometers away so that settled the score. And besides, the expensive membership of the gym is working as an additional motivation of some sort to me-- since I have to make every cent count.
I'm still on my fourth day working out and trying out gym machines and equipments that are new to me. I've been observing people on how things are done inside the gym and to the point of following others with what they are trying out. The place/gym is conducive, I say, for working out and pampering oneself indeed. The locker rooms reminds me of how it was in the seminary back in college-- minus the couch and television. And I see drinking water stations in almost all corners of the gym.
Earlier today, I was aching to join the group exercise but, I guess, I am still shy to start dancing/exercising together with those women older than I am. But perhaps, tomorrow will be different when I will once again hear the beats. Move aside, maam!
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