I had a humongous life-eating deadline yesterday, and now that it's behind me, and I'm back to a full work and dogwalking schedule after my long bout with whooping cough, this morning for the first time since I got sick I picked up my weights and worked out.
Oh dear readers! FIFTY PERCENT LESS WEIGHT than I could lift before I got sick!
I want to curl up into a little ball and cry like a baby.
Instead, on Monday I'm going to go to the gym I finally decided to join since moving here 11 months ago and leaving my beloved Sebastopol gym behind. I'm not wild about it, but it's nearby and has good parking, so I'll actually go, unlike all the gyms I like a lot better but are far away and in areas where parking sucks, so, well.... you do the math.
It also has a pool, and since being immersed in water is one my favorite things ever, I hope it's not too full of either chlorine or kiddy urine for me to enjoy after I work out.
Now, back to my pathetic little ten pound hand weights.
*sobs again*
Ah yes! Months of sweat for small amounts of progress, and then a few weeks down sick (or lazy, in my case)and pfffft!
Posted by: Cardimom | 07 September 2007 at 05:56 PM
Yeehaw! Now I'll come visit again ... a gym!
;)
Posted by: KT | 09 September 2007 at 10:15 PM