I used to always want to join a gym. I had this fantasy of waking up on Saturday mornings, putting on my matching workout clothes, pack a gym bag with a towel, headset and protein bar and head off to the gym where I would run on the treadmill or elliptical, lift some weights, looking awesome doing all this of course and at the end of my workout head to the nearest Panera Bread for breakfast. Well, this fantasy never became a reality because when I did walk into a gym with the intention of getting a membership, I looked around at who would be my “workout buddies”, and I felt so intimidated that I walked right out. Now, this was no fault of my fantasy “workout buddies”, all they were doing was getting their workout in. This was completely me being so self-conscious and insecure that I knew there was no way I would be comfortable there.