I am now a person who goes to the gym. I am a gym-goer. Me.
At first I was forcing myself to go a couple of times a week, and now I'm up to four or five weekly visits. I am sad if I have to miss it. How could this have happened? I used to stand outside the gym, peering in the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching all those people running to nowhere while I ate my donut. I wiped powdered sugar off my cheeks and wondered why people would do that to themselves. Then I went back to the donut place and bought four more. Then I would sit outside the gym because standing was too much work. Finally I would lie down, waving dollar bills at passersby and asking them to bring me more donuts.
Okay--there was no powdered sugar. I prefer a classic glazed. And don't even mention sprinkles. I don't want to HEAR IT about the sprinkles. Do not sully my glaze.
Moving on.
I have this trainer, as I have mentioned, and he's making me do all sorts of weights and push-ups and activities with medicine balls, most of which feels comically old-fangled, like I should be wearing a woolen unitard and sport a handlebar mustache. As silly as I feel, I can't deny that there have been, well, results.
I have progressed, for instance, from being completely incapable of performing a single push-up to sort of doing a modified push-up without crying. Actually I can do three sets of (knee) push-ups (uh, on an incline) without crying or throwing up or anything disgusting at all. If you don’t count sweating. Or swearing. This is serious progress for the likes of me. My trainer keeps saying things like, "When I see how far you've come from before" and "You’re nothing like you were in the beginning..." And then he gets this haunted look in his eyes. He's also stopped comparing me to his clients who have had strokes and related brain injuries! I've really come far!
I can now see how strength training sucks you in. It's like gaining a superpower. When a weight you couldn't lift before suddenly becomes comically easy? It's like you've just traveled to this new planet and a car fell on you but the car is made of TIN FOIL so you can toss it aside but why is everyone so shocked? Why can't they lift it? Because. Because you are the strongest person in their world.
They're also very impressed when you do your girlie push-ups on your slight incline, on this planet. They are residents of the Planet of the Very Weak. But no matter. You are like a god to them.
This post just prompted me to get down on the floor and attempt a push-up. WOW that was harder than it used to be in high school. Gravity must have gotten stronger since I was sixteen, yes?
(And I prefer crullers. The hole in regular donuts just reminds me of what I might be missing out on.)
Posted by: zan | September 24, 2009 at 01:02 PM
Congrats on your conversion into Super Alice.
As someone struggling to stay in shape myself, I can relate.
Posted by: Daddy Scratches | September 24, 2009 at 01:02 PM
That was a highly entertaining post. I should get me some of those superpowers.
Doughnuts > Crullers ALL DAY, E'RY DAY.
Posted by: El Gray | September 24, 2009 at 01:18 PM
You go girl! It is an accomplishment just getting the mindset to swing towards "must go to gym" and then to actually go AND see improvements? Right on!
I've lost almost a hundred pounds since the end of 2007 but more importantly I've found a more healthy lifestyle and a wonderful sense of accomplishment going to a little MMA gym and doing Jiu Jitsu. The feeling you get after a good, sweaty workout is indescribably good.
Posted by: Discopitbull | September 24, 2009 at 01:24 PM
Fitness is so addicting. But yes, so are donuts.
Someone once said that "Being healthy and fit feels better than foods tastes." I, for one, completely disagree. Food tastes WAY better than being fit feels. It's just the horrid moment in time after you've swallowed, that's hard to deal with.
Posted by: Swedish Pankakes | September 24, 2009 at 02:02 PM
This post MADE MY DAY. Thank you.
Posted by: Caroline | September 24, 2009 at 02:05 PM
i'm with you on the classic glazed. the exercise not so much. it would be ok if there wasn't so much exertion involved. and that sweating, yuck. i've heard about the euphoria after a workout but i got vicodin for that. in any case, congratulations on your progress!!
Posted by: Milla | September 24, 2009 at 02:15 PM
This:
"He's also stopped comparing me to his clients who have had strokes and related brain injuries!"
cracked me UP! I love it. I've experienced that high of exercise before, but alas, it has been so long...
Posted by: tomncristy | September 24, 2009 at 02:26 PM
Wow - nice work! What is keeping you motivated?
Posted by: Julie | September 24, 2009 at 02:37 PM
Dollar bills for donuts? You should've added a $5 in there and asked for a coffee too!
Posted by: Futureblackmail | September 24, 2009 at 02:53 PM
i like glazed as well. thankful my favorite donut shop is nowhere near where i live. there is, however, a gym right across the street, but i just pretend it's not there.
Posted by: beyond | September 24, 2009 at 03:03 PM
Clearly this is a cry for help. Although when you are strong like bull, you can lift more donuts.
Posted by: Marinka | September 24, 2009 at 03:08 PM
now i'm really desperate to see you with a handlebar mustache and woolen unitard. terribly tempted to photoshop a mustache on your headshot.
Posted by: twitter.com/kategilbert | September 24, 2009 at 03:13 PM
I had to laugh - I'm sitting here reading this while eating a chocolate glazed donut. AND I spent my lunch hour on the elliptical training machine. So my workout has kind of been neutralized. Congratulations on the progress!
Posted by: Kim | September 24, 2009 at 03:16 PM
You've just reminded me that I haven't let my WiiFit berate me yet today. I think that once I can make it through an hour without crying at my TV screen, I may let a real human being berate me for being so out of shape!!
Posted by: Liz | September 24, 2009 at 03:58 PM
"like I should be wearing a woolen unitard and sport a handlebar mustache"
Yes please. Pictures, pictures, pictures!
Posted by: JachiCue | September 24, 2009 at 05:38 PM
Good for you! Now if I could get just half that gumption...
Posted by: Beth in SF | September 24, 2009 at 05:51 PM
Ahhh hopefully one day I'll be up to Finslippy fitness standards, but until then I think I'll continue to drink and blog (as per right now actually!) and work my way up there, one baby step at a time.
Posted by: Amanda Blog and Kiss | September 24, 2009 at 07:31 PM
Welcome to the dark side. :)
(I'm a glazed girl, myself.)
Posted by: Phoe | September 24, 2009 at 08:04 PM
I am super jealous. I wish I would get addicted to fitness. But I guess to get hooked you have to take that first plunge and I am too damn tired.
Posted by: Nicole | September 24, 2009 at 09:00 PM
i love it too- jut a bit less- but loving it- I just wrote this about my take on it all! funny sweatband pic alert http://doobleh-vay.blogspot.com/2009/09/because-thats-morning-i-have-had.html xoxoxo
Posted by: amy | September 24, 2009 at 09:51 PM
funny!!
I have past the donut stage, but am not quite to the workout stage. Baby steps, right?
Posted by: kaylen | September 24, 2009 at 11:28 PM
Last summer, I did this workout routine for 12 weeks called P90X. At the start, I could barely do a pushup against the wall (think almost vertical). At the end, I could do almost 70 pushups over an hour routine, half of them full MAN pushups. I was fucking strong, and I agree, it felt like having a new superpower. And then ... well, I don't know what happened. It was really an intense workout, and I burned out. Quit. And now? I just read this post while eating half of a small Snickers Blizzard and paying my $85 gym bill after not having been seen the inside of the building for 6 weeks.
So maybe you just motivated me a little. Enough, at least, to only eat HALF the Blizzard.
Posted by: Lynn @ human, being | September 24, 2009 at 11:45 PM
Amen on the glazed donuts.
Posted by: Christa | September 25, 2009 at 12:44 AM
I LOVE this! I've finally started doing my 8 min abs/arms/etc./etc. again. Yes, 8 minutes is a lot for me. I would like to join you on the Planet of the Very Weak and blow some minds!
Posted by: R | September 25, 2009 at 10:30 AM
You are an INSPIRATION!
Posted by: LIB | September 25, 2009 at 11:57 AM
I love this post. Great job! I also used to be a non gym goer; I would eat brownies in front of my dieting friends and talk about how I didn't need to work out. Then, I started going, and now I'm hooked. I hate missing it, and I'll go instead of having social plans.
I wish I could afford a trainer, keep it up!
Posted by: Alyssa Carter | September 25, 2009 at 12:30 PM
*high five*
(during which I clench my arm muscles so you don't notice my wings in the wind.)
Posted by: Calamity Jill | September 25, 2009 at 02:07 PM
thanks a lot....as I sit here, with the powdered sugar on my cheek.
Posted by: Alexandra | September 25, 2009 at 02:45 PM
Way to go! It's a wonderful feeling isn't it!
Posted by: Erin@TheLocalsLoveIt | September 25, 2009 at 05:46 PM
I am morally allergic to exercise. My doctor said donuts are fine though. Honest. I have a note.
Posted by: repliderium.com | September 25, 2009 at 05:52 PM
I have to say I am truly impressed that you have graduated from near suffocation by donut to bonafide gym-goer! On this continuum, I'm in preschool with my bucket of KFC as a snack.
Posted by: Kelsey | September 26, 2009 at 12:44 AM
Very thoughtfull post on fitness. It should be very much helpfull
Thanks,
Karim - Mind Power
Posted by: karim | September 26, 2009 at 01:38 AM
Dang it. Now I want a donut.
Posted by: Beth | September 26, 2009 at 01:43 AM
I'd be all over the whole gym-going thing if there was a place around here that would take my children while I worked out. Not because I enjoy exercise, mind you- far from it. I'd do it, though, if it meant a break from the darlings for a while!
Posted by: Mrs Embers | September 26, 2009 at 09:08 AM
You are freakin' hillarious. You go girl!
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~Eneida
Posted by: Eneida | September 26, 2009 at 12:40 PM
I find it easier when you join groups in classes its so much fun and you can have a laugh with people especially when you are doing kick aerobics!!
Posted by: Cait | September 26, 2009 at 08:30 PM
You are quite inspiring. There is nothing that I hate more than sweating unless I am on a beach or by a pool, so to inpsire the likes of me is not as easy feat.
Posted by: rbiggs | September 27, 2009 at 10:09 AM
you're funny. stay at it.
Posted by: Dana | September 27, 2009 at 10:32 PM
i am asking for a gym membership from my family for my November birthday. i used to have one and went for years and did weights and cardio and LOVED it. i would have NEVER thought i would have, either, but it made me feel disciplined and i loved what i did to my curves. i felt hawt.
Posted by: maggie may | September 27, 2009 at 10:59 PM
Oh god this made me laugh so hard, thank you. It also makes me feel slightly better about my four-year-old kicking my butt on the Wii Fit this morning. I, like you, shall persevere. I WILL master that hula hoop game.
Posted by: Meredith | September 28, 2009 at 12:31 AM
In my town the donut shop is just a few doors down from the treadmill gym on the same side walk. I wish the sidewalk to the donut shop was a built in treadmill, set to a very strong clip. We would never get there but it would always be in sight.
Posted by: elaine | September 28, 2009 at 02:56 AM
I was a gym rat once upon a time. Before the baby. I loved it. And BONUS! It helped me stick it to my treacherous PCOS body and get knocked up.
Now I am all squashy in the center. Jiggly squashy shishiness. I was going to make up a schedule and get my lazy butt to the gym. That was before I read this post. Now I choose to count reading about your workout adventures as exercise. I mean, you have a trainer! I can't afford that. So reading about yours is the next best thing. Better then actual exercise.
Posted by: the Elephant Assassin | September 28, 2009 at 01:43 PM
CONGRATS, it isnt easy turning into a "gym goer"
Posted by: Chelsea Talks Smack | September 28, 2009 at 03:42 PM
Good for you.
When I think about working out, I think about sleeping in. One day I'll get over my laze, but for now I'm just too comfy in my bed and pjs.
I think it's great that you've stuck with it, and are taking care of yourself.
Posted by: Renee | September 28, 2009 at 04:26 PM
Wow! Impressive. I've many times attempted to force myself into become a gym goer. I just can't get past the forcing and into the enjoying...
Posted by: Belle | September 28, 2009 at 04:33 PM
Rock on! Just you wait until you can do a set of 10 "real" push-ups. Believe me, I certainly didn't think I would ever do it (when I started strength training a year and a half ago) but now I can and its amazing. Go you.
Posted by: Tamara | September 29, 2009 at 09:10 PM