I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again. I’m determined… D-E-T-E-R-M-I-N-E-D… to do what it takes to lose weight. With that in mind, I went to the gym tonight for my beloved Hydro class. This is were things went wrong.
The universe was telling me not to go, but I didn’t listen. First of all, a storm blew in today and the temps dropped 25 degrees instantly. It was our first cool day at 58 degrees after a Houston summer. The storm took out power and my husband is an electrician, so he was stuck working late tonight and couldn’t go. That didn’t stop us, my son and I headed to the gym alone.
There was no time for dinner, since my husband wasn’t home early to make it as he usually does. So, we’d be working on empty stomaches. No problem.
I also managed to pop an enormous blister on the bottom of my foot today, so that was terribly sore. I bandaged it up… it didn’t hold, but still - I was tough, and I’d stick it out.
We got there, got changed, and hit the pool just in time. This is where the ice comes in… the water was ICE COLD!!!!! But we got warmed up and it wasn’t too bad.
I was half-way through class, jumping on this blister that was aching, and suddenly there were flashes of light. It was the fire alarm. The staff kind of looked around and checked to make sure it was legit, then asked us to EVACUATE! No one really knew if it was a drill or what, but here we are a bunch of overweight people in swimsuits being asked to evacuate the building while soaking wet… in 58-degree temps???? And me with a 12-yr-old boy who has to go in the men’s locker room alone, not really knowing what to do?
So, we hopped out of the pool, grabbed a towel, and I told him to just follow the crowd and if the staff are saying to get out, just throw on a shirt and meet me out front. I threw on jeans and a sweater over my WET swimsuit, grabbed my bag, and fled for the door. I got to the front and didn’t see him… there were people EVERYWHERE crowding the halls and they were making announcements to pick up your children at the childcare center. I walked to the front doors, but they weren’t letting anyone back in… so I didn’t go outside, headed back to the men’s locker room and luckily I found him in the hall shortly after. I realized I didn’t know if they would make him exit the building, or if I should’ve waited there for him… didn’t really know what to do at all!
I’m not sure if it was a drill or a minor fire or something. I didn’t see smoke, but there was a firetruck with lights on and firemen entering the building.
It made me realize that we should ALL have a good plan for evacuating the gym as a family in an emergency. It never really occurred to me that it could be a problem, but wouldn’t you know it is the one night my husband isn’t there to be in the men’s locker room with my son.
So my workout was cut short, but more importantly… I learned a lesson. Make sure if you take your kids to the gym, that you have a plan for exiting together in an emergency.