Yep, you got it. I was back at the gym today … bit of a miracle really considering half way through the afternoon I thought WHAT am I doing … is this all part of my mid-life crisis (you know the one where quit my perfectly good job, get a tattoo, think I’m going to save the world crisis) … SERIOUSLY who exactly do I think I am?! Anyway got over my little feel sorry for myself moment, realised that I CAN do this and I WILL be successful and headed off for just a little more embarrassment (because I don’t think my life is complete without it).
Having ALMOST overcome the dramas with WHAT to wear at the gym I have now moved onto … OH NO I don’t have a proper backpack to take my gear in (well I do, but it seems the 9 year old has dumped his school bag for my backpack – the one I got free from a work conference) … so this morning I stuff my things (except for my pants cause they were still wet from the washing machine, so I set them up in the back of the car to dry during the day, SERIOUSLY I did) into a plastic supermarket bag. Upon arrival at the gym, I suddenly realised that the supermarket bag just didn’t fit with my mid-life crisis so I stuffed it all into my REALLY flash (and only) handbag and headed through the doors …
When I arrived my Personal Trainer (wow, I feel so cool and think I really have reached the top of my mid-life breakdown having one of these!) said to me “today, we’re going to take measurements and stuff” … EXCELLENT I thought … well not really but I don’t think my spell checker would fix what actually went through my mind.
So out come the scales (which Roger placed SLAP BANG IN THE MIDDLE OF THE GYM for all the masses to see) and a whole pile of strange numbers are programmed in … I really didn’t mean to overestimate my height … and I really didn’t realise my new shoes added about 5cm extra to my height. “That wasn’t so bad” he says to me … I’m thinking, can I open my eyes now …?
Next are the MEASUREMENTS … even the fact that the tape measure is my favourite colour YELLOW doesn’t halt my fear that it’s just NOT going to be long enough. I tried my best to suck it all in while doing these measurement – come on be honest who wouldn’t huh! HOWEVER, as Roger had great delight in letting me know, it is NOT necessary to suck it in or hold my breath while measuring my thigh … it’s NOT going to make a difference, really it’s not!
The absolute HIGHLIGHT of this process was the photos (and I’m slightly terrified that in one of the shots I forgot to breathe in and suck it all in). We did the whole FRONT, SIDE and BACK photos (least if I’m ever arrested for anything they can just ring my personal trainer for the photos to save processing time)
So, made it through that with not really dignity intact (and I haven’t had a RUM yet) and I was just about to RUN (which I thought would be a good look for me in a gym) out the door because I thought that was it for the day, when I was directed towards the treadmill. Now I’ve NEVER been on a treadmill (you can all STOP laughing now) … I was kinda hoping there might be one in a corner somewhere, or on a hill far away … but no, I was placed on the one right by the door … seriously you couldn’t miss me … remembering that I have issues with keeping my top down, you can imagine the effort it took to actually keep walking, drink water and pull my top down every few minutes. However, the treadmill was kinda FUN (shhh, don’t tell anyone I enjoyed this). Goodness knows how the person after me is going to get on – there are so many WAY cool buttons on the treadmill – even one where you can watch TV … unbelievable!
Got home quite late tonight … and just to help out with the whole eating better theme … I burnt everyone’s dinner so we ate rather light tonight … oops.
Tonight I went for a SWIM at the pool with my daughter … note to self: next time take someone I can KEEP up with!
So anyway, I am feeling a little overwhelmed at the work I have to do … BUT I know I can do it (I think) …
No comments:
Post a Comment