Because of the considerable commute to the gym, my friend Amy and I decided to join together. We figured it would be helpful to carpool. We also hoped that having a schedule would make us both more accountable. Neither one of us would be as likely to skip a workout if we were meeting up. I thought we were both signing up at the gym to take advantage of the variety of state-of-the-art equipment and to improve our level of fitness. I was determined to drop some weight, tone my muscles and elevate my health. After our first session at the gym, I realized that Amy has very different goals than I do. She was more interested in the tanning beds and signing up for a massage rather than the fitness equipment. She was ready to leave after thirty minutes. I wanted to spend at least an hour at the gym. I ran on the treadmill for thirty minutes and then headed to the stationary bikes. I looked forward to lifting some weights, trying out the rock climbing wall and messing around with the battle ropes. Amy ended up walking on the treadmill for a little while. She did not get sweaty enough to require a shower. I was completely drenched in sweat. I also learned that Amy would like to visit the gym once or twice per week. Since I prefer to workout at the gym a minimum of four days, I now go several times without her. I enjoy those sessions the best. I can spend as long as I want and really push myself to build stamina and strength. I’m also considering signing up for a group fitness class on the weekend. I feel guilty for not mentioning it to Amy, but I don’t think she would enjoy it.