I joined the gym this afternoon. The owner actually remembered me, which was nice. It's actually a bit less meat-locker-y than I remember it. They have a huge number of classes for seniors and when I was there this afternoon, I'd say the average age was about 45-50. I suspect this has something to do with the time of day. I used to go in the evenings, when it was often young 20-something men and women looking to beef themselves up.
As I was walking into my house after signing up, I ran into my neighbor whom I often see on my walks. She runs and/or walks every day, often accompanied by her husband, who rides a bike. "Isn't this weather great?" she shouted to me. I grimaced a little, as it was just under 40, a temperature I can manage, for sure, but I don't consider it pleasant. Turns out, she's from Canada. This feels balmy for her. I'm from the South. This is as cold as it gets in many of the places I've lived. I used to ski and do winter sports through my 20s. But I've lost my tolerance.
Plus, through the gym, I have access to yoga classes, which I've been wanting to restart. I think it will be good for me.