Who cares? Does it really matter if I go workout today? Does it really matter if I push away from the table? I’m a little overweight, sure; but I still look good in black, and diabetes is a LONG way off. I may not have a 6-pack, but I’m healthy. Even if I DO workout, it will take 4 weeks before I see any difference, and 8 weeks before anyone else notices. Is one workout really going to make much difference? 

The voices inside me all start shouting at once: I don’t feel like it. I don’t want to. Exercise is hard. It’s not normal. Isn’t there an app for that? Running only looks easy until you try it. I have work to do. I have Blogs to write. I have a social network to maintain, texts to answer, e-mails to reply to, websites to “like”, and people to follow on Twitter. Won’t the Internet undergo Spontaneous Massive Existence Failure without me? A new season of Battlestar Gallactica is starting, and I want to see if that chick from the Bachelor is going to be on Dancing with the Stars. Advertisers are counting on me, and TiVo just isn’t the same.

The thought that there must be something holding me back keeps holding me back; if I could just remember what it is. I don’t have a fancy watch to tell me how many miles I’ve put in. I don’t have stylish, color-coordinated clothes to sweat in. If I run, it won’t be fast, and my buns-of-steel might clang together like cymbals. Do they make dumbbells in my size?

I already did it once. I lost 100 lbs. Granted 30 of them have come back, but I did it...once upon a time. I ran a marathon. I took great pleasure in doing something everyone said was impossible. I put more miles on my running shoes than I did on my car. I ran faster than everyone on the couch. It is an accomplishment no one can ever take from me. I did it once.

Today the running pattern on my shoes indicates I spend too much time on the couch. Yesterday I said “tomorrow” and here it is. Exercise is just a giant question mark asking “will you suck it up, or suck it in today?” Will you participate in our own life? Will you make an excuse, or an effort? Normal is just another word for ordinary, and it will keep you from being extraordinary. Yes, dumbbells ARE heavy; that’s why they are called “weights”. There is no magic wand. It will take effort, that’s why it’s called a “workout” not an “easy-out”. No one will ever know how hard you work except you. We ARE what we repeatedly DO.

I only HAVE time when I TAKE time, and I always return with a feeling I couldn’t get from a fancy coffee, 2 flirty e-mails, and 3 stars on Angry Birds (and the Internet seems to do just fine without me). Sweat cleanses from the inside out. My friends at the gym are believers, dreamers, doers. There are plenty of people ready to tell me what I cannot do, but I never see those people at the gym (perhaps they dislike being interrupted by people actually DOING it) And no one at the gym has ever criticised the clothes I chose to sweat in.

Today, I chose to take the time; to take a chance. Today I chose to ask for help and guidance rather than permission. I chose to make progress rather than excuses ESPECIALLY if no one else knows, because when I ask myself “who cares if I exercise today?”, a fragile voice from the recesses of my soul timidly whispers, “I do...”

 

Being fit will NOT make you happy, but being fat WILL make you miserable. Repeated psychology studies, billions of advertising dollars, the careers of Dr. Phil, Charlie Sheen, most politicians, more professional athletes, and the entire self-help industry all highlight the one simple truth: humans suck at figuring out what makes us happy. Be honest. If I could wave a magic wand to make all of your problems disappear, you would just go get new ones. I know I would. We all did. Think back to your first car. Before you got it, you had a list in mind of all the things it would be. Was it? Mine either. Over the years my list of “must haves” in a car has drastically changed (to the point that I once had a smack-down with a 7th grader over the sex appeal of anyone driving a minivan). How about yours?

What we wanted as a Jr. High-er and what we want NOW are wildly different. And it often changes once we get what we thought we wanted. That is when we raise our sights a little. Sure, some things I want are still the same; 6-pack abs, a ‘62 Corvette convertible, the ability to take a beautiful woman to a restaurant more upscale than the golden arches. But that car isn’t nearly as important as I once thought. We have to ask why we want these things. (Otherwise a guy could end up with a great body and a nice car while he eats dinner alone.)

Sure, there are some desires that aren’t absolutely essential, but are reasonably close to oxygen on the “gotta-have-it” scale; cash, health, a place to hide from errant Dodgeballs. Most of us have those, but deep down we know those are not really what life is all about. We have friends who love us no matter what (after all, they stuck around and listening to our complaining while we got fat). We have family who will be there no matter what (even the times we wish they would go away).

But after we know that we aren’t likely to die in the near future, and after we know which people accept us, we start looking around for more. And television is RIGHT THERE to tell us what we need in order to be happy. We are told we should “just do it”: That we need Reeboks to be “Crossfit”. We are told that being “in shape” means mixing powdered supplements, having arms the size bowling balls, and standing on a stage in a speedo. What crap! Being fit gave our ancestors the ability to catch lunch, and keep from being lunch. (And they did it without fancy shoes, over-hyped DVDs, or 24 hour access to a room full of machines) Being fit allows you to dodge whatever the kid with jelly stains on his shirt throws at you and garden all weekend without needing to take Monday off of work. It is not an end unto itself. Getting “back in shape” is recovering a part of ourselves that we have lost; Something akin to picking wild mushrooms (which can be learned at the knee of a knowledgeable mentor, but is usually left out of our public education). It can be just as dangerous if you don’t know what you are doing and, just as often, leaves you feeling lost in the woods. Fitness is PART of what we need for happiness, not all of it.

There are plenty of gyms across the world selling fitness but only delivering a room full of machines. Most of them go out of business in the first 5 years. Nobody needs a gym to get fit. You can buy EVERYTHING you would need to get in the best shape of your life for less than $100. This is why your friends here at WORX are NOT in the fitness business. WE are in the hospitality business. WE are in the DREAM business. We are here to help YOU build YOUR dream. We teach the classes. We provide the trainers for 1-on-1 or small groups. We supply the Game Plan so that you know what to do when you get here. We will even hold a Strategy Session to make sure you get what you want from your workout. We will help you get from WHEREVER you are to WHEREVER you want to go. We provide the place, the tools, the toys, the knowledge, the encouragement, the accountability, and the experience; everything you need EXCEPT the answer to one simple question...

Once you GET fit, what will you DO?

Pan-Roasted Salmon with Spinach and Meyer Lemon

This heart-healthy recipe not only shows how much you love your Valentine, but that you care about his or her heart, literally and symbolically.

Ingredients

Preparation

Heat 1 tsp olive oil in a pan; add onion.  Saute until onion is translucent. Add garlic and saute until garlic is fragrant (do not brown the garlic, or it will turn bitter).  Add spinach, toss, turn off heat and cover to wilt.  Season with salt and pepper. Add the juice and zest of ½ lemon and set aside.

Meanwhile heat ½ tsp olive oil in an oven-proof skillet until shimmering, but not smoking; season fish with salt and pepper.  Sear fish skin side up until golden brown, turn fish over (skin side down) and carefully pour in the white wine.  Place pan in a 350°F oven for 5–6 minutes or until done to your liking.

Make a bed of the sauteed spinach, top with one salmon fillet.  Finish with ½ tsp olive oil, lemon zest, lemon juice and fresh shredded basil.

I know the voices in my head aren’t real, but at least one of them usually tells me what I want to hear.

You know the anonymous “they” of “They say”? (They say the best way to lose weight is...”) Yeah, “Them”… “They” are all in my head.

I know I need to exercise and eat right to get the body I want; but who do I listen to? Seriously, it is like a presidential election; Lots of different opinions all arguing about the best way to do something.  And there is no way for me to tell which ones have a clue and which ones don’t.  There is always someone in there who will tell me that it is not my fault.  Someone will tell me I’m not that fat.  There is always someone in there to tell me there is a secret that will make it fast and easy.

There is always someone in here to give me permission.  “The all you can eat buffet is a great deal, right?”  (I think that one is Gingrich) “I don’t have to think about what I’m doing until Monday because diets and exercise programs only work when started on magic Mondays, right?” (I could never get the hang of Thursdays)

Which diet should I be on?  I listened to the voices as I went through the diet section at Hastings (The fact that Hastings HAS a diet section...). They all called to me, each diet guru claiming to have THE ONE TRUE ANSWER: Low Fat, Brown Fat, Belly fat, Flat-Belly, Flavor point, Fast Food, Fresh Fruit, Raw Food, Grapefruit, No Fruit, Cabbage Soup, Baby food, Body for Life, Thin For Life, Best Life, Big Breakfast, Biggest Loser, Paleo, Rice Solution, Lemonade, Cookie. Morning Banana, Protein Power, 6-pack, 5-Factor, 3-Hour, Alkaline, (Am I a battery?)17-Day, 4-day flush, 3-Day, Fruit Flush, Blood Type, Personality Type, Sugar Busters, Carb-Lovers, Cheaters, Perricone, Pritkin, Naturally Thin, Jenny Craig, Weight watchers, Nutrisystem, Zone, South Beach, LA Weight Loss, Beverly Hills, Park Avenue, Vegetarian, Hormone, Hallelujah, HCG, High School Reunion, High School Musical, Mediterranean. French Women, Model, Medifast, This is why you are fat.

I think there is a Johnny Cash song in there somewhere re-made by Mc Donald. (bad joke, but so are most of those diets)

It is no wonder we don’t have a clue what to eat.  Dr. Atkins disagrees with Dr. Weil, and Dr Laura thinks Dr. Phil has “Stupid” written on his forehead. Add congress declaring pizza a legal vegetable, and there is always a voice telling me what I want to hear.  One of them will give me permission to wimp out, I just know it. After all a waist is a terrible thing to mind.

Then there are the exercise routines...Really? How to figure THAT one out? Crossfit? Thighmaster? Stair-monster? Pilates? That hippity-hop ball?  Strata-lounger? Bike? Step? BodyPump? Yoga? Is the human body REALLY meant bend that way?  Every magazine has pictures of some celebrity who makes more money per movie than most Americans will make this decade.  The guys are all ripped.  The women have better defined abs than I do.  And a voice from the back chimes in with, “Why bother? You are never going to look like that. Who has that much time?”

How about JUST ONE VOICE?  Not a website, not a book, not a DVD, not uTube, but an actual, live voice) The voice of someone educated? Certified? One voice to quiet all the others.  Your friends at Gold’s Gym of Wenatchee and Eastmont are here to give you just that; someone who has forgotten more about exercise than most people ever learn.  We are here to GIVE you a GAME PLAN so you know which machines to use and when.  We are here to sit down with you for a personal STRATEGY SESSION to build a COMPLETELY CUSTOM program for YOU. (YOUR body, YOUR history, YOUR aches and pains)    

Because NOT getting help at the gym, (especially when it is so freely available) would just be crazy.

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