Yay, Grace!

Happy birthday, Dillo!

Congrats, bonny, for feeling good about what you're doing!

Now to figure out how to afford a gym membership.

Is there a YMCA or community center near you?

Cincy has community recreation centers in all the different neighborhoods, which have (at minimum) a gym and meeting rooms, and usually some kind of workout room with weights and treadmills. The newer rec centers have bigger workout rooms and often have walking tracks. Some have pools.

Anyway, yearly membership is $15 as long as you live within city limits. Some of the bigger, nicer rec centers charge an extra fee for the workout room, but it still works out to something like $10/month.

I use the rec center 3-4 times a week, and it suits my needs perfectly. Plus I love supporting the city's programs. (The rec centers have all kinds of programs for kids/seniors/other people. The one that I go to has a big teen lounge where teens can come after school, and there's a big-screen TV and computers and couches and stuff. It's excellent.)

Anyway, is there anything like that in your area?

The YMCA offers financial assistance for membership in some cases, too.

Bonny, are any of these viable options: [link] It looks like some of them have weight rooms (which I'm going to assume probably also have cardio equipment).

I have some more dreamwidth codes if anyone who's interested hasn't gotten one yet.

Thanks guys!

Interestingly, the YMCAs in this area are more expensive than the shmancy gyms, but I'll look into the financial assistance option.

Steph, the rec centers are generally well run, but they are far flung from my neighborhood and are, weirdly, non-Metro accessible. Which just doesn't make sense to my no-car-having self.

I must sheepishly admit that there is a natatorium directly across the street from my house. And it's free. My resistance is that I swam competitively in high school and just the smell of chlorine makes me a) tired and b) break out in ear infections.

Still, I do have a suit that fits and some goggles (I think). The goal is more important now than the enjoyment of achieving it, I suppose.

Plus, I just made arrangements with a fast walking neighbor to hit the street early in the morning...double bonus dog walk and exercise. The only downside is that I ed up playing rolling therapist.

Still! The goal. It's all about the goal.

My cats conspired to make me sleep in. It happens when all three are piled on the bed, curled up on/next to me...

On a totally other note, plushies reach cuteoverload.

Have you been posting Kissenger/Brezhnev slash in your sleep?

Ha! I wish. The deep shame of my iPhone is that it mainly writes Dark Angel, and most of that's practically gen.

Okay, it did once write SPN/Golden Girls (Dean/Blanche), but really? It's WAY less kinky than my last phone. As some people here who get those texts can attest.

I think I broke my electric drill. I used the largest drill bit for the garbage bin, and now it won't constrict for the smaller bits so I can put up the curtain rods. Grrr.