I broke it off yesterday.
I had been planning it for awhile. I had not been ‘all in’ since the summer. Originally, it seemed like the perfect arrangement. Then, it just started getting harder and harder. The things I found charming began to annoy me. The benefits weren’t very visible. And if I’m being honest, I found it dull for the level of commitment I was making. I wanted to break it off via email but that wasn’t acceptable. I was required to go in person and quit my gym membership.
I.D. Gym had been a great experience. It was the perfect nooner. On the 2-3 work days that I wasn’t going to yoga, I’d bike to I.D. It was about a mile from my office. I’d get in a 30-40 minute heart-pumping, dreadmill walk. Then, I would shower and bike back. I could do it in 60-75 minutes round trip. I loved the mid-day workout. That worked with my schedule. I like to write in the morning. And after work, I like to see a play or do anything other than going to the gym. I.D. and I had a rhythm going. It all worked perfectly until it didn’t.
My break up was bike related. Biking was key to the quick turn around. My bike had been stolen. My replacement bike quit on me. I decided to stop owning a bike and go Divvy. Although the Divvy alternative lifestyle works for my commuting through life, it’s not conducive to getting to and from the gym in my allotted timeframe. And also on the near horizon, my condo building is reopening the expanded and enhanced fitness room. The commute is an elevator.
So, I took in a deep inhale, put on my big girl panties and went to tell I.D. that it wasn’t going to work for us anymore. That it was me not them. I was the one unable to commit.
When I went into I.D. Gym, I was ready to plop down the $300 remaining on my contract. They waived it. The desk people had always been nice but this was unreal. He told me he understood about my needs. He wished me well. It was over in 5 minutes. No tears. No begging for me back. It was the most dignified break-up of my life.
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