I can still picture pulling a shrunken shirt out of the dryer or griping about the pages falling out of a cheap spiral notebook, and my mom saying, "Sweetie, you get what you pay for".
I don't always subscribe to this old, wise saying.
when you're traveling, sometimes it's the unassuming, cheap guest house that ends up being the most amazing. Proof: I randomly found Miller's Guest House when I was in Tobago in April, and for about $20 per night, we got to stay at a wonderful, friendly place with this view:
However, one thing that has converted me to the "more is more" way of life, is the world of working out & gyms. I have been a disgruntled, complaining member of a certain gym which will remain nameless ever since I moved to the city. Some of my complaints have included but not been limited to:
* machines are too close together
* it smells funny
*there are lines for the machines? (keep in mind, this only applies when I visit their Upper East Side locations)
*the mats are always taken up by clients "training" (aka stretching and flirting with their trainers)
*my classes sometimes feels more like an R&B dirty dancing session than a workout (and not always in a good way)
So why do I remain a member? Well, it's cheaper than my other options, and up until this past week, I've stuck with it in fear that converting would expose me to a new, beautiful lifestyle of lovely smelling free lotion and rosewater that I simply couldn't sustain on a teacher's salary.
However, on Sunday when my friend Jessica asked me if I would go to her "gym" and do a couple classes with her so we could catch up, I said, "sure". This was when I was first exposed to what I will simply refer to as heaven.
Jessica is a member of Exhale Spa. Yes, it is a spa, not technically a gym. However, they offer a variety of offerings including classes like core fusion, boot-camp, and fusion sport (think pre-season conditioning). They got me with the "unlimited classes for a week for $40", which seemed like something I could handle. No, you're not bopping around doing jumping jacks or squat thrusts, but the instructors really know what they're talking about and I was amazed with how efficiently they capitalize on your own weight resistance (with some help from a bar, free weights and an exercise strap). They're also really great with transitions so you never really take a break, and you're in a constant cycle of pushing different muscle groups.
It's sort of like Pilates on crack. Now I usually prefer a good old fashioned sweat via some cardio/weights combo, but I was blown away by how much I was challenged in these classes!
Mom was right, sometimes you do get what you pay for.
Have a great weekend everyone, and I hope you do something special in the next couple days that makes you feel pampered and at peace--you're worth it!