gym blog: day three

So going to the gym on Friday was definitely a good move. Today, after yesterday’s 3rd gym session, I feel stiff but not really sore, whereas I’d have been crippled if I’d started all over again. That said, I didn’t really cover myself with glory in yesterday’s session. My left knee (and obviously quads, because the knee bone connected to the etc) really is MUCH weaker than my left. I’ve obviously been compensating with my right leg ever since I fell off the sidewalk in Y2K and screwed up my…

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a smol exercise

I went to the gym for my Consultation today. That sounds very impressive, doesn’t it, a Consultation? Very impressive. I was not looking forward to it at all. I have never been Consulted at a gym before. It turned out to be fine. My strong opinions were not swept away by Somebody Who Knows Better, so, y’know. It was fine. (“Okay, cardio,” the guy says. “What kind of cardio are you interested in?” “I will not run for you,” I said flatly. “I’ll swim, cycle, row, whatever, but I will…

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gym membership

We found a gym we can get to on the bus, and in a moment of daring, got memberships. The guy helping us was from Miami. He was fit and slim and gorgeous like he’s always been 190lbs. Says he was 240, 2 years ago. (This commentary paused while Ted and I have an argument about how much the dude weighed. THE POINT IS HE LOST FIFTY POUNDS AND DOESN’T LOOK LIKE HE WAS EVER OVERWEIGHT.) Anyway, the paperwork we filled out had a number of questions that Ted and…

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Sugar Wars: I don’t want to talk about it.

I did do some pilates this morning. Not even pilates. Pre-beginners pilates. Pilates For People Who Are Too Out Of Shape To Do Pilates Or Anything Else For That Matter. Worse, I only did one round, and you’re supposed to do two. I am pathetic. And the office floor needs vacuuming.

Sugar Wars: Wagon? What Wagon?

After closing out my 30 day run at this, I didn’t so much fall off the wagon as take a long low running dive and strike out away from the wagon as hard as I possibly could. I even stopped counting calories. There has been a distinct To Hell With It All vibe, and I’ve been Just Fine with that. Today, however, marks the start of another go at this, with a 6-week run ahead of me instead of 30 days. I don’t know quite how I’ll handle this go.…

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