Well, I hadn’t really intended on going to the gym today but I feel as if my workouts have been rather spotty these days and so I decided, even though I wasn’t quite in the mood, that I would spend at least 20 minutes or so doing a bit of cardio and some minor weight lifting.
It didn’t turn out that way.
I called my gym buddy, who lives in the building, to see if he wanted to go (sometimes, working out with someone makes you work harder - don’t ask me why - but it’s true.). I was going to do 20 minutes on the treadmill and suggested he join me after.
This was agreed upon and I headed down to the gym.
About 15 minutes into my workout, my phone rang - he wasn’t coming.
This was a good thing - and a bad thing.
Bad for him, because he wasn’t going to be working out.
Good for me because I could tailor my workout to my own needs - and that meant 40 minutes on the treadmill before I began my weights.
Exhausting.
I was certainly well warmed-up by the time I hit the weights and began one of the 3 series of exercises my new trainer has given me. On Friday, he changed up the routine a bit and instead of doing 3 sets of 10 reps of the exercise using the same weight, I was to do 3 sets using a heavier weight than I had before and do an extra 2 sets using an even heavier weight!
This was quite intense and - dare I say it? - much - more - difficult.
But I was into it and loved it.
In fact, I loved it so much that I spent over 2 hours there.
I have a feeling I’m going to be sore tomorrow.
Particularly my shoulders.
Oy!
I’ll try not to overdo it tomorrow.
I have a ballet class in the evening.
And I’m thinking of doing another double.
Gulp.
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