The gym has been pretty crowded the last couple of weeks. At first, I attributed it to the change in the weather. It finally got cold, so people aren't doing their exercise outside any more.
Then last week before yoga, I found out that the Bally in Bloomington had closed on October 31. Apparently, the luxury car dealership (BMW? Mercedes? I'll never have one, whatever it is) next door wanted to expand. So they bought the lot and the club closed. Clearly, expanding your luxury car dealership is a brilliant move in this economy. I wish you douchebags all the best.
Where will all these people go? The Bloomington club was pretty fucking big. It was certainly bigger than St. Louis Park. It's bigger than Little Canada. Possibly bigger than St. Paul. It was big enough that I could get on a treadmill at 6:15 before yoga right after the first of the year when I used to go there for yoga.
Yesterday, I found out that plenty of them are coming to St. Louis Park. And it threw me into a panic. I got there at 7:00 and there wasn't a single piece of cardio equipment to be had. It was tough to even walk around the track because there were so many people. Lucky for me, I have good vulturing skills and got a treadmill for 15 minutes of pre-yoga cardio after a single lap around the track.
But if it is mid-November and the gym looks like it is January 2, what the fuck is it going to be like after the New Year's Resolutioners show up? I'll be working out until the club closes at 10:00.
So, I panicked. I started running through my options.
1. Take the bus to work: Sure, I get home later, so I don't have to kill two hours between getting home and heading to the gym. However, I'm still working out late and I have to get up early. Um, no.
2. Take the bus to work and work out at the Richfield Bally: Still have to get up early, but the bus stops right in front of the fucking club. Sweet! However, that means working out when everyone else is, too. Maybe the Richfield club is big? Less busy? I would have to haul my gym shit to work every fucking day. This isn't terrible, because the buses weren't ever crowded when I've been on them in the past. It's just a pain for me. Also, riding home on the bus stinky. Because I know St. Louis Park, Bloomington, St. Paul and Little Canada are all nasty, I'll feel safe in assuming Richfield is as well, and I won't want to shower there. Plus, that's even more shit to haul. Also, the bus going home from there runs every half hour at fucking rush hour. The bus stop is pretty desolate and quite frankly, I'm not sure I'd feel safe there in the dark by myself. And having to time it perfectly to catch the one perfect bus is not my strong suit.
3. Switch to the Y: It's a bit more expensive. The YWCA in Uptown is probably a pain to park at and in the winter, I doubt I'd be inclined to walk. I'm not proud of that fact, but it is what it is. The YMCA on Blaisdell is probably just as close to me as the YWCA. Plus, that location is being renovated. The Y in Mankato was new when I worked out there and it was pretty bad-ass. It's a possibility. But I love routine and I've been with Bally since I finished college.
4. Work out in the morning: I've tried this and it was an epic failure. However, that was like, 10 years ago. Maybe I'm different now? Maybe I should give it a try? That fucks with my yoga, big time. Perhaps I could still do yoga and work out in the morning ... It might be worth a two-week experiment. What the fuck would I do with myself at night though? Drink and watch basketball? *strokes chin thoughtfully* I'm listening.
5. Adjust my work schedule: This would probably happen if I started working out in the morning anyway. I can be flexible with my work hours. People start coming in at like 7:30 all the way through 9:30 or even 10:00. If I'm not getting home from the gym until 9:30, why not work 9:30 to 5:30 or 6:00 so I can get a little extra sleep in the morning? Again, it would be a huge adjustment for me. I'm not a morning person by any stretch of the imagination, but I really like my work day to be done as early as I can handle it.
But wait! Maybe I freaked out a bit too much, too soon. (What? Me race to the worst-case scenario immediately? Shocking. Absolutely fucking shocking.) Tonight, I got to the gym at like, 6:45 and there were a ton of cardio options. I was able to do all my weights. Or, I would have if I didn't have a cold and hadn't coughed myself into an awful, awful headache.
I kind of hate myself for immediately going into Chicken Little mode. I try not to do it, but ... well, it's who I am. I'm pretty sure frequent readers have caught on to that. Lord knows people who know me see it all the time. Maybe I have to give up the cardio before yoga. I'll live. I'll have to get to the gym on Fridays for extra cardio, but fuck. It's not like I have a life or anything.
Perhaps I'll just take a deep breath, take a step back and see how things shake out over the next couple of weeks.