Back In The Gym Again

Wouldn’t it be incredible to scratch your own back like that? WOW! Usually I wait til the middle of a post to get off topic.

Okay, what was it we were gonna talk about?

Oh yeah, back in the gym again. Well, actually they call this one a fitness center, which to me means it is just a little too fancy to be sweating in, but I like it well enough.

It wasn’t nearly as difficult to get back in the groove of working out as I expected. Yeah, I woke up with a few sore muscles this morning, but nothing a few tubes of Icy Hot and a half a bottle of Ibuprofen couldn’t handle. Okay, fine. I am just kidding. Well, sort of.

Cranking up the music (on my iPod) while working up to speed on the treadmill was a welcome feeling, almost like coming home.

Okay yeah, it helped a lot that the treadmills are situated in such a way that I had a perfect view of the southern boys working out on the free weights. Lord have mercy, I felt like a lil girl that someone had set loose in the candy store.

I have developed a new love/hate relationship with the Nautilus Treadclimber. OMG! Talk about a humbling experience!

After 30 minutes I was drenched from head to toe, my heart rate was over 140, and I was breathing like I had been climbing Mount Everest. I looked over at my son who hadn’t even bothered to break a sweat yet, his heart rate was a lil over 100, and he was casually drinking a cup of coffee, all the while working out at a level way beyond me.

Let’s just say I may owe the cuss jar a few bucks now.

When it was all over, I crawled to the hot tub and just sort of plopped myself in, while contemplating doing it all over again tomorrow.

Can I get away with parking in the handicap spot for a while? 😉