Parting is such sweet sorrow

Today, I said goodbye to my gym. My beloved 9Round. The gym that got me started on this fitness and health bender in the first place. I'm sad because it's a great gym, but there are bigger factors in play. Here's what's going on.

In short, it all fell over. I stopped going to my gym, I ate a bunch of crap I wasn't supposed to, and I put on about 2 kgs in the process. I felt utterly disgusting, and after some intense ruminating, I discovered a few things.

I don't know how to eat. In my head, I think I do, but when it comes down to it, the food choices I make are largely down to a quick fix because I've left it too long between meals and am starving. I really need help on figuring out the food aspect of this otherwise nothing will change. I have a health coach who tells me what I should be eating, but it all seems too hard. So for the time being, I'm attempting to reduce my sugar consumption, reduce my bread consumption, and make sure I've got a plan for what to eat and when.

My water intake is terrible. I've slipped back to drinking less that 500 mls a day. All the drink bottles in the world aren't motivating me to drink more water, and so I'm trying to drink water every time I eat or drink coffee as a way to mitigate this. Not great, must try harder.

My gym doesn't work for me anymore. My beloved 9Round. This is the place and mostly the trainers that got me started on putting my health first. I really do owe them a lot. But, I hadn't been in six weeks. And then I went once, and didn't go again for another six weeks. Not because I didn't love it (well maybe a small bit because of a thing that happened) but I just got too busy in my work day to devote 90-120 minutes to go. And yes I know, it's only a 30 minute workout, but when you factor in getting changed, getting there and back, putting on wraps and the actual workout plus shower and getting back in to work clothes again, it takes me ages. In Summer it was unbearable hot after a workout and my productivity at work plummeted as a result. Ideally I need to work out early in the morning or super late at night. And weekends.

And so today, the 23rd July, I signed my membership termination papers, said goodbye to my favourite ever trainer, Ebony, and headed out the door. In to the rain. Because of course it's raining on a melancholic day. Bye Ebony, you truly are the greatest trainer. I hope you get to do all the things you want to do. 

However. The closing of one door (at 9Round) has meant the opening of another. A while ago I discovered F45. I remember the club manager at 9R had told me about it, but back then it was completely inconceivable that I would ever leave 9R. F45 is similar to 9R in that is it intense and fast-paced. It's group training though, so you've always got a bunch of people to work out with. It's super.

When I heard about an F45 branch opening up in a nearby suburb of Kaiwharawhara, I was excited to try it out. The classes are all different, focusing on different things. Athletica is a cardio class, Romans is a resistance class, and West Hollywood - oh my stars! A mix of everything with an actual dj set up and spinning some amazing tunes. It's nothing short of glorious!

So for the last week and a bit that's where I've been hanging out. Getting up at 5am for a 6am class, working out and making the most of the time I have, and then home again by the time my kids and their Dad wake up ready to get them sorted for school. It couldn't be more perfect.

I've also got a bit of other news coming. As soon as everything is signed on the line, I'll tell you more about it. Can't wait!

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