My Life Of A Gym

Today’s society is based off an image seen on a magazine cover, body building TV shows, and social media post. Men and women have this misconception on how we should look a certain way when really we should just try and impress ourselves. They say “practice makes perfect” which just shows it doesn’t come over night, so in order to be better we have to work at what we want.

It’s been 4 months since I got my gym membership and, honestly, it has not been easy. When I first began, I found it easy to remain loyal to my commitment of going to the gym every Friday. However, I soon realized how hard it is to motivate myself to go exercise, especially when there are so many other things on my plate. I found myself constantly using homework as an excuse to not go to the gym. Fortunately, I was able to recognize this problem and have started to go to the gym more regularly now. I, also, have seen myself improving greatly with my stamina. For instance, initially, I could only use the treadmill for 15 minutes at a time, but now I can easily maintain a steady jog for at least 20 minutes. Although I have not lost a significant

We stopped at the closest Snap Fitness, hoping that no one would be there, but we had no such luck. We walked in barefoot, none of us daring to put our heels back on from the night before, walking through the people working to the back of the gym, hoping, once more, for showers. Instead we found a single sink. Making do we washed the makeup off of our faces as best we could, and repeated our barefoot walk through the gym. Getting back into the car, food became the next priority. There was a McDonald’s across the street and we pooled our money to get each of us breakfast sandwiches and parked in the Walmart parking lot and ate. We began cleaning up the car, clothes and shoes and jewelry and blankets back in bags. Then, once more, we sat. It

Our hearts pounding and stomachs filled with excitement and nerves as we step into Georgian Court University’s gym. The day has finally come The Shore Conference Championship for girl’s volleyball! The gym is huge nothing like we are used to, you could practically see yourself in the hardwood floors. We are the first team to arrive so we get a feel for the gym before anyone else gets there. Including ourselves there are four teams that will have the chance to play in the final to win The Shore Conference. The first game is the semi-finals our opponent is the team Barnegat. Barnegat is known for there tall middles who like to hit the short corners, so knowing this we had to make adjustments that we are not so familiar with.

The dark blue power suit was practically ripped off by its inhabitant along with pantyhose and undergarments. The ensemble was replaced by an exercise bra, lycra shorts, black top and expensive black Trainers. She put her strawberry blond hair up in a ponytail as she walked to the table where her boxing gloves awaited. She picked them up and entered the private exercise room she had booked at the Garrison, Dublin’s most exclusive health club and began warming up. Twenty minutes later, Flavia Hannigan was ready to begin. Her 5’6” fit frame moved easily through her routine which included weights, reps, crunches and kickboxing. By the time she was half way through with the bag, the frustration, anger and outrage were beginning to boil over. Sweat poured down her face as she went through the events that lead to her present assignment.

There are several reasons why I am athletic. The ways I am athletic and stay athletic is through training and playing football, basketball, and baseball. First off, I train to get into shape. I do push-ups, sit-ups, pull-ups, and many other exercises like that. Also, I practice all the different sports and do different workouts to get better. The first sport that comes around is football. I play quarterback and linebacker and have been very successful. The past two years the teams I have been on haven’t lost a game! Next, is basketball, and it is my favorite sport. I have played it for all my life and still play it today. I play point guard and I like to shoot. During my basketball years, I have made many buzzer-beaters and

My Weightlifting Journey As he walked into the iron jungle, the smashing of the weights freighted him. The smell of seat and rust filled the air. It was the first time I had set foot in the Anytime Fitness gym. I had no idea where to start, my mind was unsure of my surroundings.

It has come to my attention that the roof has been thrown off of the gym. For this, I have an explanation.

A very fun accomplishment of mine was breaking a few records at my high school's weight room. I remember as a Freshmen I looked up at these leaderboards, which were perfectly displayed for everyone in the weight room to see, with awestruck and amazement. Compared to all the older seniors, I felt miniscule. It was to no surprise very little freshmen were actually up on the weight room's leaderboards. However this did not stop me from at least trying. My weight lifting teacher and I became very close very fast which benefited me a lot because he gave me a great amount of motivation. I also did not know how to work out properly, and he helped with that, too. Additionally, he and I developed a strict workout routine which consisted of lifts dependent

“Are you OK Logan?” It was my Gymnastics coach. I was lying on a mat with feet and face all covered in blood, the only word I could manage to say was ouch.

Gym Mayhem uses fictional characters to teach young kids about astronomy and fractions. In order to make learning more appealing to kids, this book uses a unique story-line, in which the kids encounter many problems on their journey to save the world. The kids must learn how to use fractions properly in order to solve the problems presented to them, teaching children the purpose of fractions and how they work.

One such example of a gym is Lifetime Fitness in Collierville Tennessee. driving past it, one would hardly even guess it was a gym. Lifetime is a towering building with large glass windows framing nearly the entire exterior, almost resembling an office building the likes of which one would expect to see in a place like New York or Los Angeles. Stepping into the parking lot, signs of activity are already evident; children’s laughter, the splashing of water and the whistle of the lifeguard can be heard in the distance from the large outdoor pool that extends from the left side of the building.

As I got an invitation to go to open gym with my friends, my main thoughts were, “I hope I can get some new skills tonight.” Little did I know, my thoughts about four hours later would be, “I have never been so upset, angry, or disappointed in my life.” As I walked into the cold, noisy gym, I was prepared to achieve my round off back handspring back tuck. I assured myself that I would be able to do it successfully. I wished that the ground was as soft and comforting as the dark trampoline with orange and blue bumpers. Seeing girls doing back walkovers on the thin, beige, four- inch beam, swinging their bodies around the slippery, uneven bars, and flipping themselves into the sky blue, squishy mat made me tell myself, “If they can do that,

Outside the Max Morris gymnasium, the frigid wind blew through the trees making the leaves rustle and some fall to the ground. The full moon made dancing shadows on the pavement. Logan and Claire made their way through the glass doors and into the warm gym. Inside, there was a variety of different costumes. Such as mummies, vampires, ghosts, and cats, just to name a few. The floor of the gym was covered in a thin layer of artificial smoke that was billowing out of the smoke machines. There was music blasting and strobe lights flashing making the gym seem even

Of course, not everything was familiar. Two enormous fans hung from the ceiling, accompanied by numerous expensive-looking black speakers, hanging lights, two projector screens, and disco ball. A large silver cross hung on the back wall of the stage, accompanied by a long blue tapestry to its left. The permanence of all those objects surprised me, as I had been under the impression that the gym played host to the church only on the weekends, and that it reverted back into a school gym once Monday arrived. Anyone that has ever witnessed gym class taking place, no matter the ages of the students in the class, knows that balls often get kicked or tossed high enough to lodge themselves in the ceiling beams. The idea that such expensive lighting and sound systems would be left in an area that they could be destroyed could indicate that the church has been occupying this space for a very long period of time, and that it