Going to a bad gym is like shopping solely in the women’s clearance section.  Just because its cheap, doesn’t mean its going to be worth your while.  My gym is comparable to a short, lime sherbert colored, seersucker blazer with a broken zipper that was dropped in the dust bunnies.  Its just a waste of money because I’ll never wear it.  I won’t wear the ugly blazer and I won’t go the cheap gym.  And thus I’ve concluded, I need to break off my membership.  I don’t really have a contract since I pay month to month but they charge an annual fee in October.

I haven’t gone to the gym in one month.  They don’t have group classes like my old gym (which is further away) and I hate to admit it, but I feel really intimidated when I go to the free weights section and its all muscle men.  I am seriously the only one who is skinny (not muscular), the only one who is a woman and the only one who doesn’t eat a giant steak for breakfast.  This gym and I are just a bad match.

Don’t call me, Gym.  I’ll call you.