So, after some more thought—and another day in the high 90s with humidity—I thought I’d better at least check out the gym. Just in case I might like it. Because A?C and childcare.
Well, I may have enjoyed being a member, but I’ll never know because I was SO turned off by the crazy spiel covering all potential costs.
So, HOW was I was given all the pricing breakdowns and options? On a brochure or even a nicely printed sheet of paper with details and prices nicely organized so I could make a fully-formed decision? HA! Try frantic scribbles on an index card while furiously talking about each program level and all the different options, annual fees, one-time fees, how fees differed for miltary vs. regular memberships, different fees for month-to-month vs. a 2-year agreement vs. a 1-year agreement, yada yada yada.
SERIOUSLY? You can see where I tried to make notes after the fact while it was still fresh but an hour later I was confused. JUST GIVE ME THE DAMN PRICES ON A HANDOUT.
I decided that I REALLY wanted my own treadmill instead. I’d asked Tom a little while back if we could get one, but he hates them and would rather get an elliptical or rowing machine; I hate ellipticals and wouldn’t mind a rowing machine, but I know I’d get the most use out of a treadmill. So we were at an impasse.
Until today. When he came home from work and I showed him the insanity I’d experienced—and he agreed we could look for used treadmills. And then an hour later he said none of the used ones were rated well and he’d rather have a new one instead…so he found one at Costco online and it will be here within two weeks! 🙂