This is really simple. Pizza does not belong in a gym. Period.
I joined a gym for many reasons. Obviously, like many people, my main goal was to lose weight and get in shape. I have made HUGE improvements and I continue to amaze myself with my accomplishments. But it took a lot of discipline- being really conscious of what I was eating and relying on myself to get to the gym. I did not join the gym for free pizza.
When I first started this journey I was on Weight Watchers. I firmly believe they support a life change and not a diet. Being on Weight Watchers really forced me to take a hard look at what I was eating. I kept a food journal and it wasn’t always pretty. But much like this blog, the journal=accountability. I don’t keep one any longer, I stopped after about nine months, but I still am always aware of what I am eating. I still think about points and still focus on calories in/calories out. I keep only good healthy foods in my house and make a huge effort to eat well even when I am eating out. With that said, I believe in treating myself and I look very forward to those treats.
Pizza at the gym is NOT a treat…it is wrong in every possible way I can think of. And honestly, I am so angry that I want to cancel my membership. I actually did a double take when I saw it…no joke, 10 boxes of pizza laid out on tables at the gym! As people were leaving, they were offering the pizza with a pass for a free week for a friend. RIDICULOUS! As if I wasn’t infuriated enough…this is what they said to me when I turned it down- “Oh look at you, you can afford it”. I wanted to say so much…I wanted to tell them how unfair it was to sign people up for a healthy lifestyle and then throw pizza in their faces. I wanted to tell them how sad I felt for the people who gave in…threw away their workout for a slice of pizza. I wanted to tell them that most people at the gym were not going to burn off enough calories to make that slice worth it. But instead of saying anything I just rolled my eyes and walked away.
The thing is, I could have eaten that pizza…I did a brick (bike and run drill) and burned a good number of calories.
That isn’t the point.
The point is, it wouldn’t have been worth it. And the point is, it wasn’t fair. Not to me or anyone else trying to better themselves. I love pizza and it was only easy to walk away from it because I was so disturbed by the idea in the first place. A year ago, I probably still would have been shocked by it, but I don’t know if I would have had such an easy time turning it down. I got the way I was before by eating when tempted…so yeah “look at me now” but I didn’t get this way by grabbing a slice of pizza on my way out the gym door.
The point of this whole fragmented venting entry is just that I am really angry. And even more angry that this is the only place in the area with a pool that I can afford so even though I would like to leave, I can’t.
I need the pool- I don’t need the pizza.
Shame on you L.A. Fitness- and yes, I called you out by name. Shame on you!