Whenever someone asks me how old I am my first instinct is to say that I am 24. Of course I quickly realize that that is not true, I’m 28. And yet…I don’t feel 28. I feel 24. I feel like I have been out of college a few years (certainly not 6! What?! How?!) and I still feel very much at the beginning of things. Or at least more at the beginning of things than I thought I would be at 28. I feel completely behind on the “adulting” that is supposed to have happened. I am confused about getting health insurance, I need so much help with understanding taxes, and I have never created a formal budget.
Despite all those shortcomings I am fairly careful with my money and I have managed to stay out of debt simply by making sure I always spent less than I knew I had. I have become very practiced at carrying an item around the store with me until finally coming to terms with the fact that I don’t NEED it just before I reach the checkout line. All that to say my awareness of money is making me realize that fitness can start to feel rather expensive!
Somehow it seems like everything having to do with fitness has a mark up. You would like fresh vegetables? Those will certainly be more expensive than canned. You would like to buy the lean, fat free ground turkey? That will be more than the turkey with all the fat still in it. Or how about any healthy grain? The quinoa shall always be more expensive than the rice. And those are just a few examples from the food realm alone. Of course much more than simply food is going into this.
I own exactly one useful sports bra. It was a gift from my mother as she realized after she purchased it that it did not fit her. I looked at another today, but it was $50 so, alas, I let it go. I just spent $100 on other workout clothes. Then there is work out gear. I really could use a yoga mat as much of my exercise is done in my home, or perhaps some weights for resistance training. I can’t even imagine how much it would cost for a gym membership or personal trainer. I have dreams about owning a spiralizer, a mandolin (or THIS one—dream big), and a food scale to make preparing healthy meals and counting calories easier.
All these things add up extremely fast and the fact is, a lot of them are simply not in my very ambiguous budget right now. Instead of letting this frustrate me I am trying to consider all the practical ways Rachell and I have tried to overcome these obstacles and remember that I have all the things I really, truly need to be successful. I have thousands of workout videos available to me for free on youtube. I have a best friend/roommate/conspirator to plan meals and share the cost of groceries with me. I’ve got 3 pairs of workout pants from Marshalls that are really working for me. And I may not have the beautiful dream spiralizer, but I can be found in the kitchen twisting a Zucchini into Rachell’s Veggetti until my arms are tired. Do you think I can count this as part of my workout?