Three strikes... am I out?

About 3 years ago a few gals in my hood decided to get memberships at Golds and go to the 5:30am class. They convinced me to join as well.  Getting up that early is not fun.  But knowing someone else is out in your driveway waiting for you kills the temptation to sleep in.  Eventually those girls flaked, I got pregnant with Bubba and that was the end of Golds.  #2  Cute friend is working out a the Sportsplex and says she will go withe me at that dark awful hour in the morning if I want to join her gym.  So I do.  It was awesome.  Again I love having someone in the car with me; keeps me from talking to myself.  She got busy, I got busy, ...... So I decided to venture out on my own and found Ryan at IMFIT.  Everyone there seriously shows up with a buddy in the morning.  It's a small gym and so I notice these things.  Can you say I am a LONER.  Just put a big L on my forehead.  Determined not to give up I call another friend, active girl, has a few lbs to loose.  She joins with me.  She also gets her mom to join and they want to workout at 10ish 11ish.  Which I would love but doesn't work for my kiddos.  That's 3 strikes I should just give up, right.  Yesterday I am sitting in RS and I am scoping the crowd for anyone I can ask again to be my gym buddy.  This lady gets up to bear her testimony but instead asks for anyone that might be willing to be her temple buddy and go to the temple with her once a week.  hmmmm ok maybe my priorities are off and I should be looking for a temple buddy and not a gym buddy and I'm probably going to hell for it; but I still want one.