It's Good in the Hood...

I have mentioned that our family joined a super nice gym last fall. Indoor soccer field, huge rock climbing wall, more granite (walls, counters, etc.) than you’d see on the Lowe’s display floor. I mean it is really nice. And they are very proud of their services.

So proud in fact, that they charge, what I think is a LOT of money, for anything additional….like a personal trainer for example.

We got one free session with our membership. I thought it was great. It was motivating, inspirational….soreness inducing. And when I asked how much that would cost to do on a regular basis, they told me each session was close to $100.oo.

“How often do people do it?”

“Most do it about 3 times a week.”

THREE times a week?!? You’ve GOT to be kidding me. We’re in a global recession and people are spending $1200 a month, on top of their fairly pricey memberships, to have someone watch them sweat?

“Oh yeah…lots of people do it.”

“Are they feeding (and buying braces for) four kids?”

“Maybe not.”

But still, I know it’s a good thing. They explained to me how they go to college to learn all those exercises with which they torture us. They “encourage” us to push harder. They guarantee results….and they need to be paid.

So after thinking about it for oh, about a second, I determined that personal training is just not in our budget.

But I have not lost hope. Oh no, I came up with a plan.

I refer to it as “ghetto training.”

Now I am no fitness expert, but I am happy to share my secret with you.

Here’s what you do:

You go to the gym and get on the treadmill.

Out of the corner of your eye, you watch the trainers torture the people who are forking over the cash.

Make a mental note and when they move on, you go and do what they just did. (ok, you might want to let just a little time pass so they don’t find you out, but you get the idea).

I’ve watched enough of these sessions to know that they always do 3 sets of 10. So, I go do 3 sets of 10.

I now have favorite trainers, favorite workout moves….I’ve even learned how to use that giant big ball (which I always thought would make for a killer game of kickball). Took a little getting used to balancing on that giant ball…especially with no trainer there to spot me…but I just thought of the money I was saving and pressed on.

Anyway…ghetto training is fun. I like being “undercover”. It’s all good.

I’m planning on continuing this workout routine…at least until I think someone starts to notice what I’m doing.

Then I’ll join a new gym.