Have you ever wondered about that side bar towards the bottom of my page that’s titled “Home Gym”? You know, this one:
Well, let me explain. For me, working out is like brushing your teeth. It’s just something I do everyday without a second thought. If I miss a couple days of working out, I get cranky and can’t think straight. I have an inkling that this is how I felt most of the time before I started working out daily. But, that’s another post for another day…
My point is, though, that you wouldn’t buy a house without a sink to brush your teeth or a bathtub to take a shower in would you? Nor would I buy a house where I could not build my very own home gym.
It must have been fate when I met a guy who was even more of a workout addict than myself! 😉 Lloyd is an inspiration and never misses a workout. He works out 6 days a week and is an avid weight lifter. Needless to say, he wants a home gym just as much as I do.
I know a home gym will take time to build. It could take years even before we have it perfect (Lloyd wants to build a “locker room” in our home gym which I think is a little absurd considering there will probably be a bathroom around the corner. Boys…). However, it is one of my requirements that I have a few necessities before I have a kid (Momma’s gotta work off the baby weight somewhere!):
- spinning bike
- set of dumbbells (preferably convertible like these)
Those three things are my bottom-line, must have requirements to build the foundation of our gym. Of course we’ll need other necessities eventually like:
- plastic floor tiles (the kind they have in gyms)
- resistance bands
- flat bench
Sometimes Lloyd and I will get to dreaming really big and claim we want these things in our gym:
- cable crossover (the big machines with the cables)
- locker room (again….not gonna happen)
I totally get that most people probably think we’re crazy for wanting to spend so much money on a home gym. However, I often daydream about rolling out of bed in the morning and heading right down to my personal gym instead of driving half-asleep, 10 minutes across town to my public gym – and that alone makes me so happy. An added perk is the fact that I will no longer have to work out next to “talks-too-much-guy”, “stares-too-much-guy”, “smelly-guy/girl”, or “Spandex-guy” (quite possibly the fashion faux pas of the century).
There you have it – that little sidebar is no longer a mystery. It’s one of my miniature dreams that I can’t wait to make into a reality someday!
Now that you know about my mine – what are some smaller dreams that you want to accomplish in your life that you are saving for?