I wouldn’t say I’m afraid of commitment, I have a long term boyfriend, a 12 month lease on the worlds smallest flat and have just emptied my piggy bank to pay for a car. Sometimes I even feel like a grown up.
However if you ask the boyfriend/ look under the sofa in the flat/ open the boot of the car you will find a pile of abandoned ideas, hobbies and mostly - sporting equipment.
The Davina McCall workout DVD has only been opened once (after jogging on the spot made my windows rattle too much I decided it was too depressing to carry on), the boot camp membership has long since expired following a insipid email about ‘scheduling clashes’ and there is a fairly swish tennis racquet nestled on top of a pair of dumbbells somewhere in a dark corner of my wardrobe.
I always suspected that I wasn’t alone in my initial motivational enthusiasm which soon peters out into a hazy memory, but never really had it confirmed until now. The genius people behind Find My Workout have accomlished two things:
1. Reassured me that not everyone has a posh gym membership coupled with a range of sporting hobbies
2. Identified a huge gap in the market for putting ‘toe in the water’ kind of people in touch with a flexible approach to exercise.
The free web site allows users to search from the comfort of their worn in sofa for over 1000 different fitness classes. For the adventurous/ indecisive there is the option to put in a post code and bring up all the options, the more organised lot can search on day/time criteria as well as class type.
Even though I was initially impressed with the option to partake in a Safari Kickboxing class in Fulham or a camped up ‘Jazzercise’ session in Chigwell it still sounded a bit too much like exercise to me. As the motivation started to wane earlier then usual the special offer tab drew my (limited) attention and lead me to actually commit to a class! Job done.
Okay so it’s only one class and the £1 special offer price combined with the proximity to the Northern Line home swung me, but the beauty of Find My Workout is that I can book it up, give it a whirl, convince myself that I loved that class and it will become a new part of my ‘regime’ then after the 24 hour buzz I can forget about my new passion all together, free of the guilt that comes with seeing that Gym Bunny direct debit on my bank statement each month.
Anyway I can't comit to a monthly membership when I have all my horse riding lessons to pay for ? *steps over a pile of shuttlecocks to get to the jodhpurs*
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