As you may recall from some of the recent posts (I know I can’t forget it), my daughter tells me, as honestly as she possibly can, “you are fat like Mr Smee.” So, I go promptly to the closest inexpensive gym and become a member. That was about 3 months ago and I have been a faithful once-a-month attendee ever since! You also remember I have 3 children under the age of 7. Yes, I tell you, this gym does have child care. Why, you may ask, are you not attending regularly and taking advantage of 2 beautiful hours of childcare? Why, I ask myself, did I not join an expensive gym where I can exercise, sauna, hot tub, yoga and shower??? Man, I was not thinking. My gym is graciously inexpensive, which appealed nicely to the Truthful Husband for many reasons; mostly because he knows my track record with exercise bandwagons. I fall off promptly. But this gym does not have the bells and whistles. Not even a shower. At the very least, this stay at home mommy should have checked to be sure there was a shower at the gym. This unadded feature does not help the fact that I rarely get a chance to shower as it is. If I do go to the gym, and possibly get sweaty (rarely) then I pick up the kids, go home, life gets busy and I stay dirty all day. YUCK. Maybe that is why I don’t go. Yes, that is my excuse.
Since I am all about being honest here, I have often begged my husband to get us a YMCA membership. I can just see the paradise in it. Dropping the little guys off for a fun, activity filled, hour or so at the nursery, me heading poolside to…..to whatever I wish. Nap, read, chat, play, swim, tan. It wouldn’t matter. I cannot remember the last time I came in contact with a pool where I didn’t have to watch some little person in my care very closely so they wouldn’t drown. Oh…yes, actually I do remember a time several months ago when, at the edge of a breakdown, I made reservations at a hotel 5 miles from my home and went for 2 nights!! It was a mommycation. I highly recommend them! The husband had just come back from back-to-back, extended out-of-town trips. I was at my wits end. “I…must…get…out” was all I could say with droopy shoulders and a distant gaze. The husband willingly stepped aside and wished me a lovely mommycation. It was just what I needed. Speaking of, I feel like I might be overdue for another one!
My advice to those of you making a choice on a gym membership: Check for a shower. That is THE very least you can do for yourself. I am thinking that if mine had a complete bathroom, I might just drop the kids off to shower, makeup, and even DRY my hair. Wow, what a treat that would be!