The calm before the storm. That’s truly the perfect way to describe the gym in December.
I found myself in the gym on Thanksgiving morning, enjoying the relative emptiness of the place. I had no trouble doing exactly what I needed to do. My weights were available. I had plenty of space to stretch. I had my choice of treadmills. As I was enjoying my holiday morning workout, I found myself suddenly almost paralyzed with a thought: Enjoy it now. Cause it’s going to be chaos in one short month.
Here’s the thing … I am a huge proponent of fitness, as you all know. But, like every other year-round, it’s a lifestyle, not a temporary fix type, I HATE January and February in a gym. It’s crowded. It’s hard to find what you need (let’s be honest, in my gym, half the week is hard, so it’s even worse in the height of resolutions). There are a bunch of people looking around like deer in headlights … or, worse yet, doing something that has no resemblance to any sort of form that could ever be considered slightly okay, let alone good.
It’s funny, because the topic came up yesterday while I was on my way home from the gym (as I was talking to a certain Marine I’ve been spending some time with in the past couple months). Monday after Thanksgiving? Zoo. Preview for what is just around the corner. Today? Typical December Tuesday (meaning I got the treadmill of my choice, stretched without feeling like I was on top of someone, and didn’t have to go on a journey just to find a darn foam roller).
So, to all of my regular gym-goers … happy year end. Enjoy it while it lasts. The Resolutioners are just around the corner.