See what I did there?

So I’ve been thinking about this blog post for a while (and obviously haven’t written it, given the lag time since the last post – sorry, life sometimes is hard).  Anyway, I recently joined a super fancy gym and have gone, oh maybe, 2 times?  Yeah, I need to work on it.  I’m actually sitting here writing this wearing workout clothes, contemplating going.  Really, I have no reason to not go to the gym.  It is literally less than one block away from my apartment.  Literally.

That being said, there are obviously a lot of awesome workout options in Miami.  Past places that I’ve enjoyed include DAF studio for Zumba (I’ve only ever been to Alain’s class, and it is amazing.  IMO, best Zumba teacher in Miami.  Plus, my opinion is backed up by one of my friends who works for Zumba corporate.  She says he is the best.  So it’s obviously true).  Plus, DAF is on Calle 8, which is the heart of Little Havana in Miami, so if you go you can definitely get some “local flavor”.  And there’s an ice cream place, Azucar, next door.  Supposed to be really good.  I never went right after Zumba class, I swear.  I also thought Bar Method was really cool.  My only issue is parking and the timing of the classes.  Sorry I’m not willing to go to South Miami from Brickell at 6AM.  Or to South Miami from anywhere at 5:30.  Also, I used to previously get my yoga on at Green Monkey.  I’ve been to both the South Miami and Midtown locations.  I used to go to the South Miami location when I was living in the Gables and looking for a job.  Anyone who has ever looked for a job knows it’s stressful, so I used to go to Green Monkey for gentle yoga, a class which I think they’ve since cancelled.  I honestly loved it.  Caro makes fun of me for going to it because the description read something like “for people recovering from injuries, active seniors, or people who are stressed out”.  So I was there with a lot of senior citizens, so what?  At least they were active!

My friend Ali and I have discussed how we wish we were those kinds of girls who love doing yoga and working out.  But we’re not.  And it sucks.  We did P90X at 6:30AM for around a month and a half.  We kinda fell out of the habit of doing it and couldn’t pick it back up.  So I guess I just have to suck it up and put myself on a workout schedule.  I’m hoping once I start working and have a better idea of what my hours are, I can figure out the best time for me to go to the gym.  It’ll probably be early in the morning, which I’m not super excited about, but at least that way I can get it out of the way and not have to worry about it during the rest of the day.  I’ll figure it out eventually, I hope.  PS, Caro has been working out like crazy.  Like every morning.  Like what I should be doing, but am not.  One of these days I’m going to make her call me when she wakes up until I answer the phone and go to the gym.

So I’m gonna go probably not work out now.  But I fully intend on watching the Heat/Celtics and the USA/Brazil soccer game.  Watching other people work out counts as me working out, amirite?