I have a box of wonders in my living room.
Seems pretty unassuming, doesn’t it? A box decorated with a rocket theme that I picked up at Target last summer for 40% off. It was probably designed for toy storage. Most people assume that’s what it is.
Oh, but looks are deceiving.
That box is my gym.
I haven’t joined a real gym for so many reasons: the fees are too steep. I’m damn heavy and live in fear of being laughed at — or worse, being photographed from the neck down to either be mocked on Reddit or used as inspiration on Pintrest. The H-Bomb is not one of those sunny youngsters who immediately takes to strangers with a smile, so tossing her into a fitness club daycare three times a week is not going to happen. Gym clothes. Parking. I hate people.
Gyms are right out. And I hate running. And I hate workout videos. I like picking up heavy things, but our house doesn’t have a great space for a full weight setup.
Enter the box.
Over the last six months, I have pieced together a compact home gym using free weights purchased from a variety of sources. As of right now I have:
- 4 – 25 pound plates,
- 4 – 10 pound plates,
- 4 – 5 pound plates,
- 4 – 2.5 pound plates,
- 2 adjustable dumbbells,
- 1 barbell,
- 1 approximately 25 pound toddler, who likes to be lifted.
Outside of using the fixed weight dumbbells to toddlerproof a couple of floor lamps and storing the bar in the laundry room, the whole setup is contained nicely in a 14″x14″x14″ box. A similar set can be had from Amazon for $125 with FREE! PRIME! SHIPPING! which is very exciting when you’re me.
Do I want a gym membership? Eh, maybe. Sometimes I feel like I’m stalling in my bid to deadlift 200 pounds and a gym/trainer setup might be the motivation I need to break that barrier. But really? More than anything, I want a house with space for full weight bench with an Oly bar and a squat rack. I do like working out at home.