Life has a way sometimes of sucking the wind out of you. For me the past two weeks have been like that. You may remember when I so excitedly told you about joining the new gym in town Saltfit? And many of you have been asking how it’s going? Why I’m not talking about it? Am I sore? What is it like? I love all of you and your kind comments, check ins and messages mean the world to me. You guys have made many a crap day so much brighter for me just by being your awesome inspiring selves. I honestly can’t thank you all enough for that!
Settle in this is long…grab a coffee and a chair.
So let’s talk about my Saltfit experience and what I’ve been doing.
This whole experience started when I took my first intro class at Salt City CrossFit in Syracuse. Which I loved and enjoyed!
The rumor mill was alive with the news that a second location was opening here in Skaneateles. I asked about it when I went to Salt City. And should have guessed by the less than warm reception that something was up. But NO I was so excited to try out it out. I have many blends who swear by Crossfit and I’m hitting a major weight loss plateau and wanted to shake it up.
I arrived on a Friday to Saltfit. Spoke with the woman who was leading the class who will remain nameless. Who RAVED about the gym, the crossfit offerings and all. She instructed the woman working out she was doing a Chelsea. Sweet I thought I can’t wait to really challenge myself, this is going to be awesome. The woman in charge and I spoke about my blog, about my friends who had just competed in the Reebok CrossFit Opens and hockey of course.I asked about a timer, wall balls and a rope. All of which I was assured were coming soon!
I left feeling PUMPED ready to try out a new chapter in my fitness career. After all I had JUST read It starts with food and was also trying out whole 30 for the first time.
The following Monday I went in for my first workout giddy with excitement. My stomach was nervous with fears, but I knew much like when I lifted with my husband getting over the mental fear is the most important part! I met the owner and started to ask about their crossfit certifications and talk about my blog. I was taken over into a far off corner where the gym owner intimidatingly explained to me that they are NOT crossfit. Just functional fitness. He couldn’t kill endurance athletes with Frans. That’s not what they do. He also let me know it was NOT ok for me to blog about them. I said ok. (read this whole story as I am going back on my word now for good reason) I don’t have to blog about everything I do I explained. Most gyms like when I talk about them but it was fine. He asked about my affiliations with Reebok and Crossfit. I work with Fitfluential I explained and have worked out with the Crossfit teams from Reebok on occasion. I asked about the woman telling me on Friday it was Crossfit? He explained cross fit moves are not trademarked and they can’t copy write squats….Ok I get that. They are not crossfit Ok, I get that too. I didn’t blog about it at all until today.
At this point in the conversation I am extremely uncomfortable. I’ve never been spoken to so oddly. Normally gym owners like the idea that I’m sharing with readers and others new ways of getting fit. Fitness is about people, if I can inspire just one person to get off the couch I’m happy! Usually trainers and gym owners share my enthusiasm. My whole blog is about inspiring people to live their lives on purpose. And for me after years of neglecting myself, living on purpose means getting healthy and fit. Please note the before and kinda current photo, I’ve lost 25 pounds to date.
I did the class that Monday feeling weird as all weird about being there. It’s hard to concentrate on a class when you aren’t comfortable. I’m also 3 days into whole 30 at this point so feeling VERY weak! I was sore for 2 days after but I liked the challenge.
I went back on Thursday and the following Tuesday. On Tuesday I tried to snap a photo of the board to show my husband of what we were doing. The owner jokingly said no pictures blog girl! No problem, I have the picture. It was for personal use. I wasn’t blogging it until now:
Here was the workout:
At this point I started doing some research into Crossfit. Did I really get duped into something or am I just an idiot? A little of both is probably the correct answer. When a vehicle with Cross Fit logos splashed all over it is constantly out front of a new gym called SaltFit you can see where one would start to draw conclusions. People who said in class I worked out at Salt City CrossFit but now I come here were never corrected or informed that each gym is different. Even first timers exclaiming I’m excited to try crossfit were never corrected. One would connect the dots that this is crossfit? Call me crazy but when instructors are calling it crossfit, normal humans would follow suit.
I felt like a kid with the big secret. The people coming to this gym have NO idea this isn’t crossfit. When asked last Thursday by a pretty trainer who seemed to be leading the 10am class. How I liked it my response was “it’s not crossfit but it’s ok” I’ll admit it I was loud about it but the secretive nature of the place was starting to eat at me. And my gut feeling that something was off was pouring through.
Please note opinions are like butts we all have them. My opinion about this situation continues to be things are NOT on the up and up.
Friday I had a missed call on my cellphone from the owner of the gym. As soon as I finished my meeting. I returned his call and left a voicemail. Over the weekend I never heard from him.
Today I walked in and saw the owner. I asked “hey…….. did you call me?” Yes said the owner I need to talk to you. So I stood around for a few minutes, again already uncomfortable with the whole situation, waiting for him to talk to me. Of course rather than talking in front of people I am again taken into the back corner behind a wall to talk farrrrrr away from the other paying customers. This triggered my defense.
He starts by asking again if I’m blogging about them…of course the answer is no but I did explain there is one blurp about them from the day I signed up talking my excitement in joining. I explained I don’t alter old posts so it stands as is. I post everyday so it’s pretty buried at this point. Which begins the entire slew of we are not crossfit conversations. He never said he was crossfit. I said I understood the only people I had spoken to about them at all were readers who asked a questions.
He wanted to know who would ask me questions about his gym? And he didn’t feel comfortable with me answering for his gym. I explained I get questions all the time about workouts, gyms and advice. I told the people exactly what he had told me in our earlier meeting. They are not crossfit they are functional fitness with interval workouts. Then he went on to explain to me what his gym is…long story short it sounds like they plan to offer group personal training? I said I was confused and I think most people are since it is implied they are crossfit based on the flyer, and the vehicle parked out front and the fact NO one is corrected when they call it that. He told me I had NO right to imply what they were. Ok that’s fine I said. I was just telling people what you had told me in our other conversation.
He went on to explain that : “you came in 20 pounds overweight, can’t do a single push up and can barely last through my one hour class and you think you could do crossfit?” I explained at this point if he read my blog he would know my blog is about me an average woman getting healthy, I have a job, two kids, a husband and household to run. Fitness isn’t always priority #1. I take classes and let people know what to expect what to wear and what to bring. At this point he made some jab about my ability to talk about fitness, and why would people would read my blog.
He doesn’t want writers in his classes he wants people who want to get results. I explained he made me uncomfortable the first time we spoke and I don’t want to come back. I’ve had a really uneasy time there and was struggling. I felt uncomfortable since if anyone in this town said anything about them being or not being crossfit he would think it was me that I said it.
I explained the fact that most gyms open their arms to me and are excited to share their classes and credentials. He explained he was more private and didn’t want people knowing what he was doing. That’s fine, I didn’t blog about them. Please note I’m saying we explained like it was a normal conversation, this wasn’t a calm conversation.
At this point since things were going SO well that I decided to ask about the vast differences in his trainers. He said no twists when working on abs ever yet his pretty blonde trainer went to do abs and wanted twists. 5 people in the class said OH NO (insert the owner’s name) said not to do that. He went so far as to say she isn’t a trainer. “But she was teaching the 10am class?” I asked. He said NO she was just helping out she is NOT a trainer here.
He let me know he didn’t want writers in his class, again. He was all about working out and getting results for people. Like the lady who lost 20 pounds and 10% body weight in a month. ( I can’t help but wonder if he told her to her face she was 20 pounds overweight too and insult her ability.)
It ended with him saying he didn’t want to waste his breath explaining to me what he was after I told him I wasn’t coming back. He said he just wants to train people not worry about writers. I answered with…. I write it’s what I DO and now I’ve got a lot to write about.
I may have muttered loudly “Fuck This Place” when I saw the look on the other gym members faces as I emerged from the “back corner” and grabbed my coat to leave.
I was trembling when I got in my car, I drove to the YMCA. Parked and made a videoblog. I may or may not post it I’m crying pretty hard in it. Sure I acted immaturely when I left and I don’t apologize for it.
I don’t want ANYONE to EVER feel the way I felt today. Guess what I AM 20 pounds overweight, I CAN’T Do a PUSH-UP, and Yes 5 workouts in I’m struggling to do these workouts. That’s the point I’m joining a gym to get in shape, not to be called fat. I’m getting off my butt to make the changes and I’ve been putting in the time.
I made my way into the YMCA where I sat down with two amazing directors. I explained my situation. I’m starting to gain weight again. I’ve been running like crazy to be ready for my half marathons and I just wanted to shake up my routine with something different. Not be told I’m overweight. duh, I know that! They were amazingly helpful and supportive. Just the way I want my trainers/instructors to be.
I’m happy to report I’m all signed up for a P90X 45 days session that I can freely blog and talk about because they are certified instructors with a licence to teach the classes.
I feel like an idiot, like I got duped. I don’t want anyone to EVER feel this way. Everyone’s weight loss journey is just that a journey we are all in different stages of the cycle. I refuse to believe that this is how gyms should do business or that it is EVER acceptable.
I’m going to use this lovely experience as fuel for the rest of my journey. I’m not a get knocked down never get back up kinda girl. I’ve come too far in this journey to let some ninny break my stride.
I don’t have any questions today.