Opinions of a Wolf

Hello my lovely readers!  February is upon us, which in this part of the world means the battle with the winter blues.  It’s cold.  It’s icy.  It’s snowy.  It takes extra effort to go anywhere or do anything.  It’s dark a lot of the day.  And of course there’s Valentine’s Day, which if you’re unattached is basically the haha sucks to be you of holidays.  However!  I am determined not to let the winter blues get me down.  In light of that, as well as recent changes in my life including being single and finishing grad school, I decided to join a gym.

A couple of years ago, I was in great shape.  I miss being in that great shape, not because I’m obsessed with looks (swear), but because I like feeling like I can depend on my body, particularly in the event of a zombie apocalypse.  What can I say.  I was raised Baptist.  They like talking about apocalypses, and I’m always slightly paranoid about them.  You know how one of the Zombieland rules is cardio?  I’d fail that rule right now.  So I went into a local women only gym and informed them that I want to regain that inner strength I used to have.  Originally the plan was to just take care of getting back in shape myself, but I got two free sessions with a personal trainer for registering with the gym.  You guys.  Personal trainers are officially amazing.

The woman I was randomly assigned is incredibly cool and supportive.  I talked to her about my specific issues (asthma, heart disease running incredibly strong in my family), and she reassured me that I’m still young enough I can fight back and regain that body confidence I miss.  She’s mad cool, you guys.  Her body image ideas are very similar to mine.  She talked about “skinny fat” girls who just burn calories but actually have a high body fat percentage aka no muscle.  Also, she teaches Irish stick fighting and invited me to join her next group, which I SO am.  I mean, what better way to prep for the zombie apocalypse, eh?

I’m really excited to get back to being the strong, healthy woman I know I am inside.  My mood has already drastically improved, and I’ve only been a member of the gym for one week!  Plus, it has a steam room, and nothing sounds nicer to a freezing Bostonian than a room full of steam.

Happy weekends!