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I had a nice workout this morning--the advantage of freelancing is that while the client may care how many hours I work, they're as happy with, say 1-9 p.m. as with 9-5 (Or with 9-1 and 4-8.), so I can go when the gym isn't crowded.
On my way out, I was glancing at a display table that had "refer a friend" forms, some random gym-branded stuff like visors and water bottles, and forms to sign up for one's free introductory trainer session. I stopped long enough that an eager employee, holding two balloons, came over and asked if I'd had my free training session. I said that I had, "I've been here a while," and he said "well, have another" and had me fill out the form. I suspect they'll find me easy to match: I'm asking for a non-busy time, any day except Saturday, and don't care about the gender of the trainer.
My feeling is that I don't need a trainer session, but I wouldn't mind someone giving me some help on things to improve my balance, and checking how I'm using some of the equipment, notably that lower back device I've just started using.
I try not to proselytize for exercise--you've heard it all before, after all--but if anyone wants a free week at the New York Sports Club, let me know. (I don't think the offer is transferrable to the Boston, Philly, or DC parts of the company, but it might be--my membership gets me into the Boston branches.) What they have varies from one branch to another, but in addition to cardio and weights, there are an assortment of classes, and a few of the branches have pools.
After working out, I went to my usual Chinese restaurant, and got into a pleasant chat with another woman at the table. (If you're there alone, they seat you at a big round table with other single diners; conversation is optional and occasional, and I can and do just focus on my food or a book sometimes.) I had ordered soup as well as my usual sweet ginger duck over rice, and after saying I liked their egg drop soup, I said something like "good food and all the tea I can drink, what more does a person need?" and she said "the afternoon off." So I wound up talking about the advantages of freelancing (as above), and then about the delights of the New York Public Library. By the time she left, she had decided to go up there and register for one of their research "access" cards.
Then I came home and have been happily researching away, in between wrestling with a recalcitrant fax machine (for a different client) and dealing with a lapful of pointy cat.
( gym numbers, cut for your convenience )
On my way out, I was glancing at a display table that had "refer a friend" forms, some random gym-branded stuff like visors and water bottles, and forms to sign up for one's free introductory trainer session. I stopped long enough that an eager employee, holding two balloons, came over and asked if I'd had my free training session. I said that I had, "I've been here a while," and he said "well, have another" and had me fill out the form. I suspect they'll find me easy to match: I'm asking for a non-busy time, any day except Saturday, and don't care about the gender of the trainer.
My feeling is that I don't need a trainer session, but I wouldn't mind someone giving me some help on things to improve my balance, and checking how I'm using some of the equipment, notably that lower back device I've just started using.
I try not to proselytize for exercise--you've heard it all before, after all--but if anyone wants a free week at the New York Sports Club, let me know. (I don't think the offer is transferrable to the Boston, Philly, or DC parts of the company, but it might be--my membership gets me into the Boston branches.) What they have varies from one branch to another, but in addition to cardio and weights, there are an assortment of classes, and a few of the branches have pools.
After working out, I went to my usual Chinese restaurant, and got into a pleasant chat with another woman at the table. (If you're there alone, they seat you at a big round table with other single diners; conversation is optional and occasional, and I can and do just focus on my food or a book sometimes.) I had ordered soup as well as my usual sweet ginger duck over rice, and after saying I liked their egg drop soup, I said something like "good food and all the tea I can drink, what more does a person need?" and she said "the afternoon off." So I wound up talking about the advantages of freelancing (as above), and then about the delights of the New York Public Library. By the time she left, she had decided to go up there and register for one of their research "access" cards.
Then I came home and have been happily researching away, in between wrestling with a recalcitrant fax machine (for a different client) and dealing with a lapful of pointy cat.
( gym numbers, cut for your convenience )