02-03-12
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Some days I hate to go to the gym, I feel tired
before I even get there, I think about it and my chest gets heavy. Once there I
usually start with the tread mill. The First fifteen minutes or so I am
scheming a way to shave a little time off my total time (I try to do thirty
minutes each time) the last fifteen are better and the last five I start
thinking that I could really go another ten (I usually don’t unless there is
something good on the television then I have been known to do thirty more, but
that is not the ‘norm” (Gym has several televisions all tuned to a different
channel they are positioned in front of the treadmills and ellipticals.
The
elliptical machine is another animal all it’s own, and a tricky one at
that. For your earphones to work on this machine you have to be moving at
a constant minimal speed or you get no sound. So If you are really interested
in your program, you better pedal sucker!!!! I can do about 5 minutes at
3 mph now (believe me when I tell you this is an accomplishment) When I do it,
I have as sense that I have defeated a foe.
(Have I mentioned that I am a bit
of a nut burger? If not then count this as my “confession”)
So yes, I get off after 5 minutes
and have a real pride that I have really accomplished
something grand.
Now at this point
is where I leave the Gym pleased as punch with myself until the other night….
My Friend and went together,
after the tread mill, she didn’t want to do the elliptical (it really is a
daunting beast) she wanted to some other “body part specific” machines, so I
did those with her. (It’s good to change up the routine) we were going to work
on legs.
We
did about twenty reps per machine (there are five in this area that work
different muscle groups of the legs) once we finished that, and feeling pretty
proud of our selves I might add, we decided to go to the “abs area” Now let me
say that I have not really done anything “abdominal specific” except some
tightening when laying in bed at night since the surgery. I figured “what
the hay, if it hurts, I’ll quit and wait another week or two before trying that
again” (I mean hurt in a bad way not just an exercise way, you know what I
mean) Well it didn’t I did great and we did about twenty on each machine over
there. My favorite is the one where you put your knees in a chair like
apparatus and hold on at the top of the machine, then with the momentum of your
body you make the “chair” slide back and forth, then, you do it sideways (on
each side) this one is really fun. (Believe it or not)
So we finish up and leave for the
night. I go home blah blah blah and get up and go to work the next day, I
felt FANTASTIC I had more energy than I had had in a LONG time, and I wanted to
go to the gym that night. (That’s right I wanted to go) but I
couldn’t, I had an appointment after work and a commitment after that.
Last night I also had plans and
couldn’t go again.
Tonight I can go I
don’t want to, I feel tired just thinking about it; driving there, parking
having to change my clothes……: my chest even feels heavy just thinking about
it….I hate the gym, but I will go and get it over with <sigh>
I continue this cycle, because I know
that after I go I feel so good, but man, getting there really is the hardest
part of the whole thing.
A. Dawn
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