I’ve cut back my gym schedule a little this month due to conflicts, but I haven’t written it off and for that, I’m overly proud. I plan to get there tomorrow, then again next Monday and Wednesday, where in the past, around Dec. 15, I’d walk out of the gym saying, “see you next year!”
The problem with returning in January is that I feel more frumpy than usual and definitely out of routine, but suddenly the gym is packed. After the first of the year, it’s hard to get a parking spot, a locker or even space in the swimming pool. Everyone is there trying to make good on their New Year’s Resolution, while I’m just trying to continue my normal routine. This lasts about a month when the resolutions folks slowly start tapering off. This is one of the reasons I want to get to the gym this week and next: it’s almost empty. The pool feels roomier, the locker room is quiet, there’s no line for a shower. It’s perfect. It’s my dream gym during these two weeks, which is why I go. That and because I feel less guilty eating the decadent double chocolate cheesecake on Christmas.