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Jan. 21st, 2006 07:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jianantonicI post a lot on days like this, where boredom overwhelms me and my husband is unavailable to amuse me. In this case, he's sleeping because he's working the overnight shift - for the last time - tonight. I had a full day, I just don't have anyone to talk to about it...so here I am again on your friends list. Joy of joys:)
Well, I was a good little girl and worked out today, even though I'd already pretty much worn myself out shopping - walking all over the mall carrying heavy bags for three hours certainly counts as exercise, but it was hardly aerobic, and I just spent a buttload of money on new athletic shoes, so...to the gym. My workout was okay, but hindered by three factors:
1. When I pulled up to the gym, I saw my old boss' car outside - the owner of the jewelry store I used to manage. He's about the last person I want to see ever again - we did not part well and he maintains that I owe him thousands of dollars, while I maintain (and can prove but don't pursue because of the stress I feel in dealing with him) that he owes me money. He's a timeshare owner at the Nut, so he's free to use the facilities whenever he pleases, and I was so scared I would run into him at the gym when I saw his car. Now, this was an irrational fear, as the man is 320 pounds and probably hasn't been in a gym in the last decade, but you know how anxiety disorders can be. Nevertheless, my desire to be fit outweighed the risk and I went in. Luckily, I didn't see him, but I was constantly glancing around and very self-conscious the whole time I was there.
2. My new shoes are not broken in yet. I haven't had new athletic shoes in, oh, seven years? So I didn't really recall how bad it hurts the first few days you wear them. But now that I'm reminded, I think back to my bloody feet on the first day of basketball season each year when the team shoes came in. Oh yeah...ouch. So I guess it's just the way shoes are and I can expect them to feel more comfortable after a few wears. But my feet hurt like hell on the elliptical tonight, so I opted not to run on the treadmill afterwards, like I have been doing lately.
3. The final bump in my road was that when I went up to the front desk after working out, they had a cake. And I ate some. But only a very small piece. Still. Shouldn't have done that.
However, I feel good. I ran for 22 minutes at a cardio pace on the elliptical, followed by 10 minutes of yoga stretching, including the boat, which we learned yesterday in class - hard as hell but very satisfying when you get it, and I finished out my session with lower body weight training. Our gym doesn't have a machine for hamstrings (like an inverted leg curl bench). Really the only leg machines there are for quads and hip/thigh abductors. I'm able to target my calves by doing a toe raise thing with the free weights, but the leg selection at this gym is definitely lacking. I did arms last on Wednesday, and I try to alternate, but I usually only get in two or three weight training sessions per week, because out of the seven days in a week, two of my workouts are yoga, at least one day is spent running errands, and I only make it to the gym for my exercise a few days a week. I'd like to be able to go more, but lately that just hasn't been an option. I've been working more with the free weights and less with the machines lately for my upper body stuff. I've heard it's better for you because not only to you have to lift, you have to control the range of motion. I guess that makes sense, but I couldn't tell you a scientific reason why one is better than the other. Anyway, anxiety, shoes, and cake aside, it was a good workout and I plan to go back tomorrow. I'd hoped to swim some this weekend, but since I tossed one of my two swimsuits and can't find the other one, I think I'm out of luck on that. Oh well.
Time to go - husband is awake.
Peace.
Well, I was a good little girl and worked out today, even though I'd already pretty much worn myself out shopping - walking all over the mall carrying heavy bags for three hours certainly counts as exercise, but it was hardly aerobic, and I just spent a buttload of money on new athletic shoes, so...to the gym. My workout was okay, but hindered by three factors:
1. When I pulled up to the gym, I saw my old boss' car outside - the owner of the jewelry store I used to manage. He's about the last person I want to see ever again - we did not part well and he maintains that I owe him thousands of dollars, while I maintain (and can prove but don't pursue because of the stress I feel in dealing with him) that he owes me money. He's a timeshare owner at the Nut, so he's free to use the facilities whenever he pleases, and I was so scared I would run into him at the gym when I saw his car. Now, this was an irrational fear, as the man is 320 pounds and probably hasn't been in a gym in the last decade, but you know how anxiety disorders can be. Nevertheless, my desire to be fit outweighed the risk and I went in. Luckily, I didn't see him, but I was constantly glancing around and very self-conscious the whole time I was there.
2. My new shoes are not broken in yet. I haven't had new athletic shoes in, oh, seven years? So I didn't really recall how bad it hurts the first few days you wear them. But now that I'm reminded, I think back to my bloody feet on the first day of basketball season each year when the team shoes came in. Oh yeah...ouch. So I guess it's just the way shoes are and I can expect them to feel more comfortable after a few wears. But my feet hurt like hell on the elliptical tonight, so I opted not to run on the treadmill afterwards, like I have been doing lately.
3. The final bump in my road was that when I went up to the front desk after working out, they had a cake. And I ate some. But only a very small piece. Still. Shouldn't have done that.
However, I feel good. I ran for 22 minutes at a cardio pace on the elliptical, followed by 10 minutes of yoga stretching, including the boat, which we learned yesterday in class - hard as hell but very satisfying when you get it, and I finished out my session with lower body weight training. Our gym doesn't have a machine for hamstrings (like an inverted leg curl bench). Really the only leg machines there are for quads and hip/thigh abductors. I'm able to target my calves by doing a toe raise thing with the free weights, but the leg selection at this gym is definitely lacking. I did arms last on Wednesday, and I try to alternate, but I usually only get in two or three weight training sessions per week, because out of the seven days in a week, two of my workouts are yoga, at least one day is spent running errands, and I only make it to the gym for my exercise a few days a week. I'd like to be able to go more, but lately that just hasn't been an option. I've been working more with the free weights and less with the machines lately for my upper body stuff. I've heard it's better for you because not only to you have to lift, you have to control the range of motion. I guess that makes sense, but I couldn't tell you a scientific reason why one is better than the other. Anyway, anxiety, shoes, and cake aside, it was a good workout and I plan to go back tomorrow. I'd hoped to swim some this weekend, but since I tossed one of my two swimsuits and can't find the other one, I think I'm out of luck on that. Oh well.
Time to go - husband is awake.
Peace.
