Well, I've been dating Gym for 4 days now. At first, Gym was great! I thought - what a great idea - I'll visit Gym 4-5 days a week and really get into it. Ha.... Ha. As of last night (Wednesday) Gym and I already needed professional counseling in order to make this relationship last (aka: Personal Trainer).
My stomach muscles are still sore from Monday's workout. I don't even remember how many situps I did - straight up, to the left, to the right. All I know is that I did a lot and I've been paying for it ever since. It hurts to cough, sneeze and sometimes breathe. Ouch. I know I shouldn't be whining but this feels different than anything I've ever felt before. So then I wonder - gee just how long has it been since I've really used these muscles? Cardio doesn't touch what weights and resistance machines do. Oweee! My DH David thought he could be my personal trainer but on the 2nd day we met with the professionals and after all was said and done he thought it was a great idea for me to have my fitness routine designed by professionals and he could just motivate and encourage me. The way he sees it - after my workouts I'll hate "them" and still love him. Lol.... uh-huh.
Well, first session with the trainer went well. I mean if well means that I'm still alive and typing to you today. I was dying! I try to stay composed and do my sets like a good little girl and not complain or make ugly faces - oh and I don't want to sweat either cuz that's just gross! Lol... that all went out the window after about 15 minutes with the trainer. We were working the legs - which is usually my strongest area. After 35 minutes of leg work on about 5 different machines and free weights, etc.... thank G-D he skipped doing lunges!!!... one of my thigh muscles started to give out. I caught myself but if both legs had gone I would have been face down on the floor mat! I had 2 more sets on 2 more machines to go and I was home free. And by home free I mean I was done with the circuit training and able to go do some cardio. Yay... (breathe) cardio... (breathe) I'm - so- happy... (huff, huff, huff).
I did sweat (though not dripping wet, whew!) and I did make some faces (but no one saw them, yeah right!) and I did all my sets and reps, etc. I am overall really proud of myself but I feel that the trainer started me off on some heavier weights than I maybe should have been doing for a first night, first workout. We'll see how it goes the next time around. I'm sticking with it - and as far as my relationship with Gym - everyone is very encouraging. We just might make it after all!
Never Enough Books and The BFG by Roald Dahl
10 years ago
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Oh boy, I dated gym for a couple days earlier this month. I ended up with strep throat, then a severe cold, and that has all migrated into what is either walking pneumonia or bronchitis. Gym made me very sick and I'm not sure I will ever forgive the bastard. David is thinking clearly though, you will still love him after you are done with your therapist. I think when I am healthy again I will have to see gym on a regular basis. Nothing serious though, I'll start by watching from across the street. If I stay healthy I'll park in the lot. If all goes well, I'll enter the front doors, and so on. Maybe eventually I'll be able to step on the ellyptical (sp?)without having to donate a lung to science or getting arrested for stalking.
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