Who woulda thunk it? Last night, after making the family dinner – I headed to the gym to get my work out on. Normally evenings are a wee bit more populated at the gym, although it has been declining as the Resolution-ers give up. (Which does make me sad.) It seems they got a second wind last night!
As I arrived, EVERY treadmill was full. ALL of them!! If you look at the picture, it is a loooooooong line of treadmills. In my entire time at this gym (since last July), I have never been there when there were no treadmills available! Luckily, as you can see, I had my cell phone with me so I could
a) Take a picture to post.
b) Do what society does today, and pretend that it isn’t some awkward stand around moment, it’s just that I have something REALLY important to do on my cell phone… That I came to the gym to do… (Boy, society is weird some times..)
Gradually it did open up.. Though I think minutes standing around waiting for a treadmill might just take longer than the minutes ON the treadmill! The treadmill run itself was odd..
Why was it odd? Well, I am glad you asked.. And first off, no – it was not because I was doing somersaults… You see, the amazing thing is that for some reason, it wasn’t super boring. I wish I knew why, but it passed relatively pain-free, and I wasn’t stuck counting down the minutes like I usually do on a treadmill. I’m hoping this occurs again so I can figure out what the secret was! 3 Miles banged out at a 7 mph pace. (8:34/mile)
Then, on to the chest workout!
My personal trainer was nice enough to give me a home-work schedule that specified exact exercises to do. You can imagine the exact equipment I was supposed to use – was all being used. Thankfully, I am nothing if not flexible… (I mean that figuratively.. Physically? Not flexible…) I was able to work the muscle groups in the order that was suggested, just using different weights. It works.
Only a little bit sore today, not too bad.. I think my abs are feeling it more than my chest, but both are confirming that i worked out.
Life is good.