So Maybe I Judge

So Maybe I Judge…


Without naming the name of my gym, I go to a gym that boasts no “gymintimidation” or something like that.  They have a fairly strict dress code (no string strapped tanks, no jeans, no flip flops etc)mostly common sense stuff, but obviously people don’t have common sense, and I saw someone in there in flip flops the other day actually… ANYWAYS. They try to keep the extreme body building types out.  They won’t let you carry in a gallon jug of water, if you are caught throwing weights, making a ton of noise, supposedly they will ask you to leave.  I haven’t seem it happen, but then again 99% of people follow the rules.


Normally when I go to the gym I’ll spend an hour and a half to two ish hours in there, and the way I do my work out I have time in between sets, or while I do cardio, to breathe and to people watch.  Now I know I should mind my own workout, but that is incredibly hard to do sometimes.  Certain people call attention to themselves.  Some of them TRY to call attention to themselves. Like this first pet peeve…

Now honestly I’m a bit jealous here.  Everyone has seen this girl.  Looks absolutely perfect, hair may or may not be down, but if it’s up it has some cute braid or twist or something in it.  She HAS to be wearing waterproof make up because it doesn’t smudge.  Now I wear make up to the gym and I come out looking like a clown.  I’d love to be able to work out with my hair down and look like a Dallas cowboy cheerleader, but it’s not going to happen. I will be honest though, I have a little bit if this girl in me.  My hair has to be in a perfect pony tail, or if I’m not doing cardio sometimes I’ll put it in braids or pig tails just to be cute.  I’ve also been known to pointlessly out on a bit of foundation if I am going to the gym with a friend, but I always regret it.


My second frustration is the people who set the incline on the treadmill so high they have to hold on for dear life so that they don’t fly off, and yes, I would laugh.  Hard. 

 Now granted, the people I am talking about REALLY. reeeeeeeaaaaaallly look like they are about to tumble down a hill, but yeah, and honestly, it’s not just the treadmill people, it’s anyone doing anything in a way that is going to hurt themselves.  People that slump over something looking like they are going to pass out.  People who clearly have no clue.  You have to start somewhere I know, but the gym I am a member at offers FREE personal training both individually and as a class AND you can sign up as many times as you want.  There’s no reason to kill yourself in the name of working hard.


Third is another that everyone has seen.  Creepy (old) gym guy.

He is the one that spends 5 minutes on the treadmill, then maybe picks up a barbell lifts it once puts it down and then just sits down to watch all the pretty young things and breathes heavy.  Or he’s actually in shape and thinks he can pick up the 20 something’s by flirting and lifting heavy… Or he thinks it’s flirting to mock me while I am doing steps.  Yeah that kinda ticked me off that day… Either way I haven’t seem him in awhile so hopefully that creepy guy is gone from my gym.. He annoyed everyone there anyways.


A fourth that drives me crazy are the people that use one maybe two machines in the circuit area

Here is the crazy thing about a circuit… ITS A CIRCUIT. You don’t just choose two things and move between the two, you follow the numbers… There is even a sign that tell you that it’s for CIRCUIT USE ONLY. They have machines throughout the whole gym that are exactly the same as a circuit, go use those if you aren’t going to do all 20 stations.  It fumbles up everyone else when you hop back and forth between 8 & 10 because you only want to do shoulders and triceps.  I mean c’mon it moves on a timer and when you work your own agenda it messes everyone else up.


Honestly, I love going to the gym, but I could go on and on with things that drive me nuts there.  Common sense apparently isn’t so common.


random babbling

Random babbling 

It absolutely amazes me how many guys will run scared from a single mom with three kids.  I know it’s not everyone’s cup of tea, and that not everyone feels like they can step into those shoes, especially when the kids dad isn’t in the picture, but I can’t even begin to tell you how many guys hear that you have three kids, and you just don’t hear from them again. Then there are the ones that are over eager to be your knight in shining armor.  Having been in am abusive relationship, those always make me second guess their intentions.  I’m sure 95% of those are absolutely great guys with no ill will, but it still makes me nervous.

I had my first date since February the other night, it went really well, we have talked on and off for at least two years in between relationships, but I can’t remember why we had never met other than the timing just wasn’t right.  He’s very eager to see me again, more than willing to make the commitment, says he understands that a lot of our date nights are going to be spent on my couch after the kids go to bed once I get to know him better.  I tried to be very upfront and honest about how I don’t get a lot of nights “off” and that it’s different to date a single mom whose kids dad isn’t involved.  By all means I’ve basically tried to sabotage myself because I don’t want the let down 2,3,6 months from now when most guys get frustrated by the lack of alone time.  I just don’t want to mislead someone into thinking that everything is ducks and bunnies all the time. I don’t want to get attached to someone again only for them to decide that it wasn’t what they expected and that they can’t handle it after all.

We survived New Orleans! I had a few moments of doubt once we actually got into the super dome and ran into a pushing shoving screaming mob.  Our seats were better than I could have ever asked for at the price I paid for them. I FINALLY got to meet the Miz and had an awesome wrestlemania moment with him where he was a complete heel.  It was amazing! I tried to give the kids away to some of the NXT wrestlers… They contemplated it but ultimately the kids are still in my possession. They were so sweet!  The show it’s self was the best wrestlemania I have been to.  The streak! I can’t believe it was ended.  So many people left after that match because they were angry.  I wish I had taken pictures of the shocked look on peoples faces.  Caleb, my youngest, is absolutely enamored with wrestling now.   The girls are still fairly indifferent.  I honestly didn’t expect them to fall in love with it.

I’ve been going to the gym 3-5 times a week and am slowly transitioning into more weight lifting less cardio.  The scale was kind of stagnant for awhile, but it’s starting to move again, I can see a huge difference when I look in pictures though.  I’m excited to see the progress and it’s motivating me to work harder.  I also have about a 20 minute workout I’ve put together that I do most nights before bed.  Minus an allergic reaction to bananas and then the fact that prednisone and I don’t get along I feel amazing.  It’s been great!