I got to the gym half an hour earlier than my appointment so I could warm up the joints on one of the bikes. I saw my trainer working with another client which was normal. Until 2:58 pm hit and they were still going hard at their workout. At 3 pm when my appointment was supposed to start, I slowly walked over to the front desk and waited for 15 minutes (that's half of a regular appointment!) and they were still going. *Side note: Something you should know about me is that I HATE any sort of confrontation. I'm the type of person who would rather eat the wrong meal because the cook got my order wrong rather than try and ask for my correct food.* So I sat down for another 5 minutes and waited and still nothing happened. And then I realized that I was at the gym and could be working out while I wait instead of sitting. So I ran on the treadmills near the front desk until I saw them finish. I promptly got off the treadmill and started to walk over to the front desk once I saw my trainer making his way to the front of the gym. I looked down at my phone for ONE SECOND and poof. He disappeared. I scanned the gym twice to see if maybe he just went to grab water or something, but no, the man was just gone. So I grabbed my stuff and left. No work out for me. :(
Even though I was disappointed about not having a workout session today, I realized something. I don't need to go to the gym to get a decent workout in. So far, this entire blog has focused on working out at the gym. But there are multiple ways to be active and get those muscles going in other ways. For example, for three days out of the week I nanny two little boys. That in itself is a workout that doesn't feel like one...most days. Running after a 4 and 2 year old keeps me from sitting on my butt all day and not to mention all of the lifting I have to do haha. By lifting, I mean lifting the 2 year old onto his changing table, out of the crib when he wakes up in the morning and from his nap, in and out of the car when we go places, in and out of the bathtub, etc. And that's just the 2 year old haha. Seriously, to all the moms and dads out there...kids are a GREAT workout.
Having kids though isn't the only way to get a workout in outside of the gym. Walking is great, even if it's just around the neighborhood. Whatever works for you, DO IT! For me right now, going to the gym is what works. But I also love to go hiking! In fact, if you want to read a funny story, let me tell you about my "adventure" I had while hiking on Monday.
So on Monday I decided to go for a hike and test out a new trail since I'm still fairly new to the Salt Lake region. I downloaded the All Trails app (which is awesome by the way), and found a trail that was 15 minutes away from my house and only about a mile long. I had to be somewhere in 2 hours so I wanted an easy scenic hike that would only take an hour at most. Well, I ended up at the wrong trail head and instead found myself at this multipurpose bike park that doubled as a "hike". It was super hilly and not really pedestrian friendly. But, since I didn't have a lot of time, I wandered around the bike park anyways. I decided to take an off-the-trail trail which had more shade and lots of bushes. Half way through that trail I pulled my phone out to take a snapchat of the trail and thought I heard something move in the bushes at the same time. I didn't think anything of it because I thought it was just another critter. So I ventured on and when I was ready to go back to my car...my keys were not where I thought I had put them.
If you have ever lost your keys you know it can be frustrating. But do you know how frustrating it can be to lose your keys IN THE BLOODY FOREST??? Your chances of finding them are like....not very high. And I knew this. The stress alone of realizing my keys was enough to burn the calories from my breakfast that morning. Once I realized my keys were missing I immediately thought of when I pulled my phone out at the beginning of the trail and literally sprinted back to that point. I kid you not, I searched those bushes for a good 30 minutes with a twig in my hand so I could look through the bushes without getting any poisonous leaves on me (I wasn't really sure what was poisonous or not). After those 30 minutes - which felt like an eternity, especially in the heat - I walked back to the first area I searched and started looking again. I did this maybe 3 times before I did something I NEVER thought I would have done. Guys....I CALLED THE POLICE.
I called the police. I swear the operator was trying so hard to not laugh at the girl who was hysterically hyperventilating because she lost her keys in the bushes. Bless her heart. At first she recommended that I call some friends who could help me, but this was early in the afternoon and I wasn't about to ask them to leave work to join me in the bushes...to look for my keys. Once I told her that wasn't an option, all she told me to do was stay hydrated and keep looking haha. She then said that if I was really desperate, I could call a tow truck to take care of my car and then call a locksmith to make me a new car key...because apparently that's a thing? She then told me that she couldn't send an officer to help me because they were already completely booked with calls..."not that my needs weren't important". I totally understood, and then it hit me. I called the police to help me find my keys. This was worse than calling the fire department to help get a cat out of a tree haha. So, in my humiliation, I apologized and hung up and continued looking in the bushes...while I ugly cried because I thought for sure I was going to bake in the sun. I'm so pathetic haha.
Well, after crying, and praying, and more looking for those damn keys, I decided that I should try checking by the car just in case they maybe fell out earlier. Yeah right. So as I made my way back to the car and went to put something in the other pocket of my backpack. And there, with me the whole entire time, were my keys. Tucked snuggly against one of my camera lenses that I was going to use to take pictures with. The whole time. At that exact moment, I experienced a wide range of emotions. I was thrilled at first, but that quickly changed into rage with my idiotic self, which changed into mortification about the whole situation, which then changed into uncontrollable laughter.
What this has to do with working out....I'm not really sure. Maybe just because I worked up THE biggest sweat of my life and I wasn't at the gym? Meh...that's a stretch. But the point I want to get across is that life in general serves as your "Gym". Whatever you do to get active is a great thing. I don't want you to think for a second that because the gym and trainer work for me (well not today they didn't haha), that that's the only thing that works in order to get back into shape. Do what works for you and keep on being active!
P.S. Because I technically missed today and haven't been as diligent about going to the gym this week as I should have been, I have decided to create a mini goal for the rest of the week. Starting tomorrow until Saturday, I will go to the gym and put in a decent hour of work to get that motivation back. And to add to that, I will write a mini post with a title that correlates with that day's workout. As an example, I gave today's post the title "WerkIt Wednesday". So tomorrow could be something like "Tough Thursday" (that actually doesn't seem like a bad title...you can probably expect that one). Either way, this is happening and I'm pumped about it!
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