Work it

[gwyn]

I'm into my second month now of working out regularly. I had a break that I didn't want when I fell down the stairs, but I tried to get back on the horseelliptical machine as quickly as possible. I have not made a lot of progress, but some of my pants are a teeny bit looser, so I will take any good sign I can get. Since I'm still pretty wimpy, I'm increasing the length of time on the machines a bit each week -- two minutes a week has been good so far. Though I use only the lowest level.

I've also increased the sets and some of the weight on the weight machines. It was very pleasing the other day when I was trying to put my hair up and I noticed in the mirror that when my arm was bent, I had triceps again underneath the fat. Honestly, that's a pretty good motivator right there. I went in the evening last night and realized that I really do prefer the daytime, especially in the weights area because there aren't as many ass-slapping, bellowing, sweating jocks. But I really do need to get an armband for my iPod, as the constant blare of ESPN is making me feel like I'm trapped in the Hell of the Babbling Sportscasters again. I cannot stand it. The bleating of the baseball buttheads during the Mariners game is intolerable, so that's another major strike against going at night.

Last night there was a man who wore way too little clothing and did not have the body for it at all -- but since he used the recumbent bike in front of me, it was hard to find somewhere else to put my eyes (MY EYES!!). That wasn't the weirdest thing though -- he was an older man, but I wondered if he was in fact younger than me, even though he looked much older than I do. Because he had the same ghastly hairstyle as Javier Bardem in No Country for Old Men -- yes, that ridiculous pageboy 'do, and I would swear it was colored.



I was mesmerized, I tell you. Anyway, I'm sure there are plenty of people laughing at me and my flab and my clumsiness, but I guess that's just part of the gym experience. I think I would be even more motivated if they had fannish TV on. That's really a niche, you know -- someone needs to start the chain of fannish gyms. God knows most of us need to work out, and the whole place could be oriented to having fandom carrots rather than mundane sticks to get us to do it.

Comments

[deejay.livejournal.com]

Ohhh, how I loathe the elliptical. Everytime I get on one of the damned things they throw me off to the right. I go down the road to Planet Fitness for the time being, until they finish building that new Anytime Fitness place a block away from me, then I'll switch there. Prefer the treadmill in front of the big TV screen with headphones. Two miles in 40 minutes and I'm outta there. Not at all into the cardio and "grunty-dudes" equipment myself.

But, hey, five weeks until VVC!

*squees*

[klia.livejournal.com]

he was an older man, but I wondered if he was in fact younger than me, even though he looked much older than I do.

I'm having that problem a LOT lately. Like, I'll notice men in the grocery store that my brain registers as "old looking," but then I'll do this, OMG, he's probably younger than me! double-take that I'm finding kind of disturbing. And the guys who usually register as "nice looking" are usually, um, quite a bit younger. It sucks that my perspective isn't aging with me. :P

someone needs to start the chain of fannish gyms.

YES, with big TVs showing VIDS all day long!! And a Club Vivid room in the evenings where you can dance your ass off, literally!