I had a wee, put my socks on, put my trainers on and left with my crap for the gym. I did it. I left the house. This is a good step. I walked the 10 minute (used to take 5 minutes) walk to the gym quite briskly but didn’t push myself completely, I wanted to save for the workout. I wanted to give it my all.
I got to the gym, clocked in (swiped my card thingy) and walked up the stairs to the gym suite. Now, I didn’t actually clock how many lockers had been taken. I should have. I walked through the doors to the suite and nearly spun on the spot and marched back home to come back dinner time. The first bit of equipment I needed, the treadmill, were all being used. I could feel the panic rising within me. What was I going to do! I wanted to run, but just as I was turning, someone got off their treadmill. I marched to the free machine before my brain had time to workout what the hell was going on.
I got on it and did my thing, music playing in my ears (I need to update the playlist and sort out some decent headphones!) and I focussed on a spot on the closed blinds in front of me. There were people running full pelt on the treadmills beside me and it reminded me that I could do that once. Nearly wobbled off though, those things still take getting used too. Thankfully, I stayed upright and did my 10 minutes. I was feeling breathless, but not bad. The blister on my heel from walking the dog with Kiddo the other day was niggling away.
Next was the elliptical. Now, this is an interval one for me. 1 minute of level 1, then 1 minute of level 5. I have an issue with the elliptical, those arm bar things, I am presuming they are there to give your upper body a workout, a bit like nordic walking maybe. I don’t know. The number of times, I let go and then smacked my hand on it as I was trying to wrestle with it to get back into a rhythm was stupid. I didn’t fall off the fecking thing though! BONUS!
Now comes the upright bike. This kills me. If I wasn’t a deep shade of plum by the time I got on it, I certainly was when I got off. (Even at my fittest, I go bright red when I workout, I don’t sweat and glow like most. I just go deep pink or red. Attractive!) At one point, I am positive the guy next to me was worried, he kept watching me, as I puffed and panted and tried to control my breathing. There was no way in hell I was going to collapse. I was adamant.
The arm bike was awesome, I like the fact that I am pushing, then pulling. You don’t realise you are actually doing something that helps. I don’t know if it does, but I don’t have a lot of upper body strength, my ultimate goal is to do chin ups/pull ups. I want to recreate this Terminator 2 scene.
Next was the Lateral pull down. I went on this before the Chest press because some dude was on there and just sitting there whilst resting, when you are meant to vacate the machinery when you aren’t using it. So I did my pull downs. Dropped my phone, managed to turn the ultra bright flashlight and blind myself in the process but I did them. The Chest press became free and I pounced on it.
The first 10 reps were ok, then I felt a tweak in my left shoulder, so not sure if that was because I was bringing my arms too far back or because my shoulder is just twingy. I did my 15, stretched my shoulder a bit and did my second set of 15. Next was the leg press. My last piece of apparatus. I don’t think I moved the seat forward enough, I spent the first set of 15 reps, trying not to over-extend my knees. I moved the seat, my gut and my tits were in my face. Attractive. I did my second set properly and took my time doing them.
I did forget to go on the recline bike for a cool down, but I walked home and had a chance to cool down then. I thought my damn legs were going to fold beneath me mind. That upright bike is hard work. I only managed to get to level 6 today. Then my legs started to do whatever the hell they liked instead of actually pedalling.
I finished my workout! 2nd workout too, which I think is worse than the first one because your body remembers what it’s like. However, I am looking forward to it getting easier and working out longer. I have 16 weeks to do, twice a week. This is going to be enough to make it a habit. I’m looking forward to seeing how much I change in that time.
The adventure begins, right?
Weigh-in later, will update you after I have stepped on the scales.