Joining the gym

originally written June 2010

I have recently joined a new gym. I am so excited to have good, dependable equipment to work out on again, plus they have a pool where I can do water aerobics and walk in the lanes with water weights. I also signed up for a trainer once a week - which is super cool. So far, I have met wonderful people at the gym and I believe that they really want to help me recover. Telling the story of my accident is always tricky because I never know how people will respond, but as I told my story to the people at LA Fitness I was pleasantly surprised at how they seemed to understand my limitations yet still see the potential for me to continue recovering. I'm up to 17 minutes on the elliptical machine and my left foot is starting to stay where it is supposed to while I am working on the machine so I am very happy to watch my progress. It is crazy to think about how long it takes to re-build stamina after a little coma-stint.
So, I went to water aerobics and made it through the whole class, there were a few things I couldn't do because of pain in my left shoulder but I will have to talk to the instructor to find out what I can do instead.  After class several people sat in to hot tub and I joined them,of course the being at the gym means I am among people other than my friends and my family for the first time in almost a year - so leave it to me to spark the interest of a weird dude in the hot tub...there I was minding my own business and bamn - out of nowhere I get hit on in the hot tub.  So, I quickly got out of the hot tub and came pretty close to telling the weird dude that my boyfriend worked at the gym...of course I only know a few people at the gym and I don't know anything about their personal lives so I think its good that I escaped the situation without fibbing about an imaginary boyfriend!  Why me?  Seriously, haven't I been through enough lately?