my personal torturer… uh, trainer

When I signed up for 24 Hour Fitness, I had two plans to choose from if I wanted to be able to go to all the sports-level clubs. Plan A: $150 enrollment fee/$45 monthly dues. Plan B: $750 enrollment/$7 monthly. (Prices are approximate because I have a bad memory for some things, so don’t quote me). Since both plans end up costing the same after a little over a year, and I plan to stick to a gym membership indefinitely, the best buy for me was Plan B, which included 4 sessions with a personal trainer. Since it was included in the package, I thought it worked out well. I needed someone who would teach me how to use the equipment properly as I transitioned from doing my shoulder rehabilitation with my physical therapist, to doing it on my own.

I’ve just completed my second session with my personal trainer. Not only is he teaching me to use the equipment properly and showing me new exercises… he’s totally torturing me! Just when I thought I could barely do 15 reps in one set, he makes me do 3 more sets of 15! :shock:

However, I know he’s doing it for my own good, and I wouldn’t push myself–and thus wouldn’t reap as many benefits–if I tried to do this by myself. So, I think he’s doing an awesome job. But oh, the agony! :cry:

The sessions go by quickly, and right now the priority is to strengthen my right shoulder after my dislocation surgery. So, I’m thinking of getting more sessions once my four are over and we haven’t gone through working on the rest of my body. I figure, I already invested so much money in the membership, I might as well maximize the results with a professional. It’s like getting an iPAQ and shelling out even more money to get accessories, which truly add to the functionality and value of the iPAQ. I’m also the type of person who benefits most from professional instruction, like in dance or snowboarding.

If you’re interested in a personal trainer and you have a specific need, you should ask for someone who specializes in it. I had asked for someone who specialized in shoulder rehabilitation and they assigned me to him, and I think he’s great!

:idea: I think I should share the reason why I joined the gym in case it could help someone else. My doctor asked me if I exercised, and I said no, because I didn’t really need to lose weight. I did have a little flab, but it wasn’t worth paying hundreds of dollars to address it. He said that if I don’t exercise, my bones would get weaker, and I would be at greater risk for osteoporosis. That was the magic word that got me off my lazy butt. Of course, not everyone has to pay for a gym to get exercise, but again, I’m lazy and I need motivation, so a gym membership that bites into my wallet will force me to go. :D I used to detest exercise, but now I actually like going to the gym… so many toys. :wink:

Since I have already spent hundreds of dollars on the gym membership, I have created new goals besides just strengthening my bones. As I have described, I’m working on rehabilitating and strengthening my injured shoulder, and working on the other one to prevent it from getting injured, too. I strive to improve my cardiovascular system, tone and strengthen my other muscles, and challenge my flexibility. This should all help me improve my volleyball-playing performance. Yipee! :D

Ghoulish bowler leans to get a ball

Extreme(ly Haunted) BowlingI could not bowl because of my shoulder, so I practiced my photography. I guess my camera is very sensitive…

As you can see from these unedited (I swear!) photographs, ghosts like to bowl, too. You wouldn’t think they would because the bowling ball would be so heavy… but the supernatural probably defies the natural laws of gravity. If the ghosts like to mess with the human players, it would explain why the bowling pins would sometimes seem to randomly and amazingly fall, or not.

It also seems as if the ghosts can take on the form of nearby living humans because some of them resembled my friends. I did not tell anyone in the group what my camera was picking up because I did not want to scare them and ruin their fun.

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