Look ma! I'm a gymbunny... er not quite but...
Tuesday, May 31st
I’m at work once again. I got a call at
If you hadn’t guessed yet, I hate when routines get broken up. My routines are what I build my life around, and without a stable routine, I feel lost and adrift. I really wish I had a more stable job, and home life.
I went to get my drivers license switched over to
On my way home from the fruitless attempt at becoming a legal citizen of the state of Louisiana, I stopped off at the French Rivera spa, I had only wanted to check it out and see how much it would cost to join….
Somehow, I’m not sure how, or when it happened, but I found myself the proud, if not confused, new owner of a VIP membership card. All I can say is, damn that salesman is good.
All things considered, $35 a month is not bad. I waste at least that much a week on junk, I think if I restrict my spending a bit more, I’ll have that $35 a month easily.
Tomorrow morning I’m going to start at the gym. I’ll pack my gym bag tonight and review my old workout log book. It’s been quite some time since I’ve been to the gym so I’m sure I’ll have to dumb the routines down to a level in which I’m able to perform them until I’ve built myself back up enough to return to the old routines.
Two years, I can’t believe I committed to that kind of contract, oh well; at least I won’t be lacking for a gym any more, especially with the fact that after two years, if I renew it, the membership will be lifetime.
There is a clause in the contract though, which bugs me a little bit. It is a location clause, stating that if I move more than 35 miles away they will cancel the contract. So if I move, it will have to be somewhere within a 35 mile radius of the gym or I will have to pay off the remaining dues on the contract and loose my member privileges.

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