Well, first of all, the thought of having to shower and fluff to go to exercise somewhere seems like too much work.—but I can’t just roll out of bed and go somewhere. It’s not possible. I need to be presentable. Not a total fluff, but not no fluff. That would be bad. Tempting the fates…
What if my car broke down and someone had to help me and I looked like a total slob…they would think badly of me. I know—who cares–so what? I care—it’s ingrained. And then all the people at the gym would think I look yucky. I know, I know (so what)–I don’t like to be yucky. Besides, by the time I drive to the gym, I could have finished doing 30 minutes on my treadmill!
And then, there’s the clothing aspect! If I go somewhere to exercise, I have to have real workout clothes. (I”m not sure what they are currently, but I seem to see a lot of yoga clothes-all day long, everywhere–the new jogging suit?) If I exercise at home, I can wear whatever I want—jammies, underwear, ugly old stuff. I can exercise when I want and I can watch what I want on TV or talk to myself and no one cares. If I’m at a place, I have to talk to other people and visit. That’s okay, but I don’t have enought time, and I’m sweaty and yucky and I still have to go home to refluff so I can go to work.
Going to a gym or a class is entirely too much work for me…and that’s why I don’t go. So there. Love, Brenda