On Thursday, I found out that my shrink goes to the gym where I plan to join. And goes to the spinning classes I plan to take. What's that, you say? She may not go to the same ones as I do b/c she works and I don't? Ha! Oh no no no! I'm not that lucky! Because of her flexible schedule, she goes to the every classes I would go to--either the 6am or the 9am. I could join another gym, you say? Ha! This is by far the best option I have in this town. This is the gym I opted out of joining and went to CrossFit instead. The only bright side I can find is that if ever asked how I know my shrink, I could say from the gym instead of therapy.
For the time being, I'm doing water aerobics, water jogging and the recumbent bike at the school Rec Center. The range of motion in my shoulder isn't where they want it to be at this point and still hurts a lot. So I'm not quite ready to "really" workout, though I'm getting quite sick of this nonsense. I'm guessing I'll join the new gym in the next week or two. The Rec Center is nice, but I just can't handle working out with 18 year olds.. or 80 year olds. It seems like it's one extreme or the other.
I thrive on group classes. It's nice to commiserate with others who are going through the same class as you are. I've formed awesome friendships at the gym. Not that I think that I'll necessarily make friends at every gym I try. But it happens. Of course, with my shrink going to the same classes I will go to, I'm kind of concerned about what that will mean.
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