The Land of Geriatrics - Amy Joins a Gym!

I found a private gym that's a few miles from my house.  It is for women only.  How cool is that?  It is small (nothing even close to LA Fitness or the like), people know each other, and lastly...quite a few are geriatric.  Not that I have anything against the geriatric population....but there were quite a few tonight.  Maybe the non-geriatrics are in the land exercise area?  Surely Mildred is not on the elliptical, or is she?

Age aside, I really like the place.  I pay $30/month with no contract.  They even knocked $5 off the monthly fee because I'm a teacher.  My monthly dues cover everything - any class (land or water), as often as I want.  Way cool.  Nobody walks around nude because there are private showers and separate dressing stalls.  Even cooler.  I can't stand the geriatrics that prance around with saggy boobs.  Not that my boobs look any better at this point....but...I digress.

Tonight I did a 1 hour aqua aerobics class followed by 1 1/2 hours of water volleyball.    Once I thought I would pass out from exhaustion, I was finished, I pranced my wrinkled toes to the shower, cleaned up, put on a hoodie and shut the place down.  Wow.  I'm 33 years old and I just said that I shut down the fitness club at 9pm.  Last call.  LOL  Oh, how life has changed since banding last July.  Following the shower, I walked out to the car with Polly, Virginia, Mildred, Bethany and Gertrude.  Yes, I made all of those names up.  Call me dramatic.  They were actually a really fun group of ladies.  I was the youngest, but the rest were 40-65.  It will be interesting to see the age dynamic next week once folks are back to a regular work schedule.  Maybe they have single sons?!!?  :)

Joking aside, I really like the place a lot.  Even better, I found a new swimsuit today for $25 that has a little tiny half skirt (not a full one).  I've never wanted a skirted suit, but now that my body stops jiggling 5 minutes after I actually stop, I needed something.  Better yet - it was a size 28, 26, 24, 22, 20, 18.  Granted, I had to shove rolls of fat into the sides, but it looked decent.  The fit is good - I need the top to be much snugger since the disappearance of my ta tas roughly 80 pounds ago.

All in all, a good day.  Joined the gym, found rockin swimsuit, met some nice geriatrics.  I hope my swimsuit is dry by the morning because I'm hitting another class at 9:30 AM on my last weekday off.

Mildred is expecting me.