
I did it! I got up this morning and went to the gym! In by 8:30 out by like 9:20am. Easy Peasy!
Ok, ok, I admit, I WAS NOT happy this morning when my alarm went off at 8:10am. In fact, I even snoozed, but for that whole four snoozy minutes, I laid there in true gym slacker fashion and thought of several excuses for skipping the gym. A couple excuses and thoughts were:
- I'll tell them my alarm didn't go off
- I'll go later
- Why do I want to go to the gym again?
- I don't feel good (I felt fine)
But NOPE... I stumbled out of bed, ignored the cute gym outfit I laid out, stayed in my pjs, donned the JLo puff coat, and trudged to the gym.
For those of you who have seen me bright and early in the morning, you know it takes my face awhile to wake up. I am not the picture of beauty. Entering the gym, I am faced by the overly friendly gym attendant at the card swipe. See his picture
here.
So, I smile- ok, grimace- and swipe. It doesn't work. He says, "Oops do it again." I mumble, "yah, sometimes it doesn't work." Sometimes it doesn't work? UM, hello... how would I know if it works or not- I haven't been to the gym in months! I feel like he knows this- that my gym history pops up as I swipe my card, and I immediately feel like an ass and run back to the locker room.
Good news- I figured out what to do with my coat. (For those of you who don't know, my excuse for the last 2 weeks for not going to the gym was that I didn't know what to do with my coat!) I hung it up on the hangers.
So, what exactly did I do today? I hoped on a treadmill next to a 76 year old man and went to town. I walked for 30 minutes. That took me 2 miles and I burned 173 calories. Sure, I did have gym envy when I looked down the row of treadmills and saw an 85 year old man RUNNING and thought to myself- wow, I hope I can do that one day.
Then, I did some arm weights (5 lbs)and then some leg weights. Then I left the gym carried on an endorphin high and listening to 'Hips Don't Lie'.
That's 1 day down for this week- 2 more to go!
Yippee!