I went to the gym today for the first time in six months. There’s a few reasons I haven’t been, which I won’t go in to, but this morning I woke up, and said enough is enough.
The fact that we decided to skip band practice didn’t hurt.
So, I got my gear on, threw the iPod in the arm band, filled my water bottle, and headed off.
I took it fairly easy, just fifteen minutes on the elliptical and twenty walking at a slight incline. I burned 275 calories. Not bad at all for the first time after six months.
I had completely forgotten how great/awful it feels to go to the gym. I won’t ever be one of those freaks that tells you working out feels good. It hurts. It hurts my knees. I get cramps in my sides. I breathe heavily. I sweat A LOT. At the same time, it’s still good to feel the air moving in and out of my lungs, and I love that zoned out mind wandering feeling that I get in the middle of the workout.
So now I just have to keep up the good work, and keep going.
I just started the gym too… I hate it and I love it. I never knew something could create such a contradiction in me at the same time. This morning I can barely walk, my hips feel like they are popping my legs off…… But man does it feel good, especially when you are done and see what you did!