New gym. Or should I say NUDE GYM.
I'm sure my old gym was the exception, but there people changed in dark corners and hid their shameful nudity from the world, AS IT SHOULD BE.
Okay, okay, I'm kidding. But, at the old gym, each shower was in a room with a private dressing area and a big locking door.
The new gym has private shower stalls, but it's just the stall, and there's no place to put anything that will stay dry, so you have to venture out at some point, clad in a towel at most.
When in Rome.
Maybe it's because I never took P.E. in high school (I got credit for playing sports instead). And, well, my school didn't *really* have a locker room anyway. Not that we ever got to use.
So, I'm not used to this group nudity thing. I don't think there's anything wrong with it. My two main problems:
1. I don't want to force anyone to see me naked. Especially when I'm the only one getting out of the shower and changing. What if these people didn't sign up for nudity either?
2. I CAN'T HELP BUT STARE AT NAKED PEOPLE. I know, I know. I try not to. I fight it. I avert my eyes. I can't act normal. I don't know what to do.
At least the locker room is super nice.
The happy naked time shower area.
We talked about:
Mostly the newness of it all. There was NO music playing (the old gym blasted shitty music at too high a volume, all the damn time), so it was weird. I spent most of the time listening to other people get trained/make creepy grunting noises. Very weird.
15 shoulder pull down things? I have no idea. New machine.
15 (per side) single leg roman dead lifts (no weight, yo, just getting my stretch on)
3x (all with the TRX)
20 forward lunges with my hands in the TRX loops so my shoulders stretched back
15 squats while holding the TRX taunt with my arms straight up. IDK. This was fucking HARD.
15 lean back on my heels, pull myself upright again, elbows in
15 same thing, elbows at a 45 degree angle
15 same thing, elbows at a 90 degree angle
15 squat to overhead rows
[pause to watch a guy in 70s style shorts do stretches that mimicked him blowing himself. SCORE.]
Then we tried to do some stretch thing. When my trainer demonstrated he looked like some graceful circus gymnast pretending to gallop like a gazelle while lying on his side.
I looked like a moose having a seizure. My body did not understand how to contort in certain ways. It's, as usual, a range of motion issue. With my shoulders. And hips. I felt stupid the whole time. It didn't help that whoever designed the top I was wearing never envisioned someone exercising while on her side, and what little boobage I had kept threatening to pop out. Weird.
And, I had to resort to taking pictures of myself in a bathroom stall.
Change is stupid and I hate it. Okay, so this gym is closer to me, and bigger, and parking is easier. But, yeah, change is stupid.
I'm sure I'll get used to it. This is the fifth different place I've worked out with my trainer. I always get used to it.
If you go to the gym, what is your locker room set up like? Any tips or general rules for me?
What is your workout today?