It’s Coach Atwood’s fault. In the seventh grade he had all us guys figure out how much weight we could bench press for one repetition. Then, he put us into weight classes accordingly: Guys with no necks who’d failed at least two grades and could lift a school bus were at the top of this pecking order. Eugene, who had a growth disorder of some kind that made him half as tall as the average seventh grader, and I could only lift the bar. Needless to say this put us at the bottom of the class, the two weakest kids in seventh grade athletics.
We lifted three days a week. I drank protein shakes daily. I prayed to Jesus fervently and without ceasing. And at the end of the seventh grade I was permanently emotionally scarred and could lift the bar with two five pound weights on either end of it.
I was a late bloomer. Other guys got ripped, every inch of their innards stewing in testosterone, while I waited on my voice to drop and my first chest hair to arrive.
We all know boys can be cruel. The same guys who invented the atomic bomb first invented the wedgie and the towel whip wen they were in school. But the locker room is an effective training ground for boys – it’s where we learn to assert ourselves. Without biceps and pecs with which to do battle I used the strongest and most persuasive muscle I had: my mouth. Who knew I’d one day get paid for that?
Anyway, the point of this story is to get you to come exercise with me so let me get to that.
I always exercised alone after middle school. I knew it was unlikely that grown men and women would pop me with a towel or submerge my noggin in toilet water, but still, why risk it? Why risk walking into a place full of fit people who obviously wouldn’t be able to stop watching my every puny move and would almost surely be laughing it up at my expense on the inside? And why submit myself once again to another Coach Atwood type character called an “instructor” who would surely take too much pleasure in yelling at me and might even put me in a remedial class with the Eugenes of my town? This, my friends, is what shrinks call “projection.” Can you say that with me? Pro-Jec-shun.
And shun I did. I shunned exercise successfully for years until I met middle age one morning in the C concourse of the Nashville airport. Actually, we didn’t so much meet as have a head on collision…in my lungs and hamstrings mostly. I was attempting to sprint to the farthest gate with a backpack strapped to me and a guitar in one hand. I made it to gate 5(ish) of 26 and then walked the rest of the way muttering to myself in King James English “My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?” A little dramatic I know, but I’m artsy and it was a come-to-Jesus moment for me.
I decided – recalling that my family tree is eaten up with cancer, stroke and heart disease – that I didn’t want to be that guy. That guy who can’t climb stairs, or sit down without sighing/moaning audibly, who won’t likekly live to see his grandkids and won’t work into the twilight of life. That guy isn’t physically ready to do all he might be asked to do by God for the rest of his life.
So I started eating wiser (and I say “started” because I’m not all there yet) and I let Becky talk me into going to GroupFit with her. Today, after being medicated since the tenth grade, I don’t take a single pill. I’m totally free of a life-altering illness I was told I’d have my whole life. I sleep soundly – something I rarely did before. I have more energy. I’m more flexible, I can run to my gate without a cramp or being too winded to talk. I can play with my kids and not wear out before they do – as long as they don’t break me. I weighed the same since high school until I gained twenty pounds of muscle this last year, with no weight lifting. My posture is better. I have more energy. I just feel better.
And this is thanks to GroupFit. There are no guys at GroupFit without necks. I’ve never been popped with a towel or had my head stuck in a toilet. I’ve never been looked down on or discouraged, felt self-conscious or like I was being graded or sized up. I’ve been encouraged constantly, missed when I’m absent, had my nutrition and exercise questions answered in a way I can actually understand. Everyone there is late twenties and older, with the same struggles I have, sweating as much as I do, needing the help as much as I do.
All of us know we will not get fit on our own. Most of us have tried that and realized that on our own we get bored with videos, we do the minimum without accountability, and we eventually – somewhere around the end of January – just stop exercising altogether. So we decided to get fit together.
Here’s where you come in. If you live in the Spring Hill area of Tennessee, right now you can come exercise with Becky and me at GroupFit for free for one week. Try all the classes you want: cycling, pilates, boot camp, core, sculpt, marathon training, something called zoomba, and on and on. And here’s the deal I’ll make you. If you want to try a class, but you’d prefer to know someone there your first time, shoot me an e-mail letting me know when the class is and I’ll go with you if I’m in town (which means weekends are probably out). I promise.
Go to GroupFit and tell Gina (the owner) you’re a Shlog reader and get a free week of exercise, free child care and a free bottle of water for every class – on me. Offer good until the end of January.
Mark says:
I’ve been in the same boat as you fitness wise until this summer. I’ve made a new group of friends who are knowledgeable and very encouraging. It’s wonderful!
I’m on the injured list at the moment thanks to my shoulder, and it is killing me. That fact alone says a lot about this group since I used to appreciate that kind of excuse.
I’ve lost 20 pound of pure fat in the last six months. Gaining muscle more slowly, but it is coming. Very exicting.
erin says:
I think this is such a great reminder that it’s not just overweight people who can be unhealthy but skinny people can be unhealthy and out of shape, too. (No offense!) I wish I lived in your area, but sadly, I don’t think I can make the 2+ hour drive from Jackson. Which is fine since I already exercise anyway, but that’s a pretty awesome offer. I hope some people take you up on it.
Jeremy Bussell says:
What a great offer. Thanks for caring for those in your community.
Brandy says:
Do you know if anybody at GroupFit would know of anything similar in Colorado Springs? That sounds wonderful.
elijah says:
My guess is that the guys who invented the atomic bomb were the guys getting the wedgies and towel whips in school. That’s why they invented the bomb.
jenn says:
I wish I lived closer! (I’m about 45 minutes away and that’s too far for a single mom that works full time.) That sounds way better than the gym here that is so full of guys without necks that I finally gave up and decided to try and exercise at home. I got tired of moving 50 pound weights off of machines so I could use them. (The machines, not the weights.)
Oh and Zoomba is fun. You should try it.
Jessica R says:
I live in Spring Hill and I looked at the GroupFit website and it all looks great. The TRX stuff looks super cool and like something I would totally dig once I stopped falling on my head. Um, here’s the thing though, I’m scared. Isn’t this the place you go to get punished by the assassin or whatever it is you call him? I have a pretty strong aversion to puking. I have an even stronger aversion to dying.
Shaun Groves says:
Yes, the same place, but I puked in the Boot Circuit class – not a class I’d recommend for people who can’t run to their gate at the airport. That was my mistake. If I had it to do over again, I’d start with something like cycling instead.
Mere says:
To Jessica R – I work out at GroupFit and I was terrified to start. At 40+ pounds overweight and in my (early) 40’s, I just didn’t think I could deal with the pressure of a gym atmosphere. But the “Cuban Assassin” and his wonderful wife, Gina, baby-stepped me in the front door and I’ve never looked back (admittedly, I have gotten lazy a few times and slacked off, but they are always encouraging me back into my routine). I have lost 20 pounds and I’m actually looking forward to the work ahead to lose the other 20. The classes are fun and the trainers are awesome at meeting you where you are and working with you. Every class is designed for beginner, intermediate and advanced…even boot circuit, but Shawn is right…probably not the place to start out! Rick and Gina are just bursting with knowledge and happy to share it! They WANT you to succeed. I promise you GroupFit is like no other gym you’ve ever been too! Take Shawn’s offer and try it out…you will feel like you are home!
Biblefanmaryann says:
Haha, I have to agree with Eljah. I don’t think Einstein invented the wedgie.