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kjpepperGymbunny cha cha. I never remember that once I get in there I actually like being there, messing about with machines and free weights.
Forgot my little notebook today where I note down the plate settings of all the machines I hit so I did a guerillatastic workout type thing where I loaded in about as much weight as I could stand and did two sets on each one before moving piranha-like to the next. Ow. :)
Also spent 20 min on one of the bikes pounding out my ears with industrial, and had an amusing experience where I confronted a rowing machine for the first time in ... oh boy, over fifteen years, I was definitely still in the single digits the last time I've been on one. Those things are freakishly deceptive.
Minute 1: this is an exercise machine? *boggle*
Minute 3: okay - starting to feel something. Maybe.
Minute 5: What's that bizarre sensation in my shoulders?
Minute 7: Ow.
Minute 9: Okay okay okay, you're my daddy! Stop!
I currently sit in WAG with Carole, cheerfully procrastinating from working and staring nostalgically up at the "Have a day" poster above the Mac I'm using. I used to have a couple of Have a Night posters before both were destroyed in fits of pique. I think i'd like to have those back someday. If they still make them.
ah well. Off to potter around a bit, then get something productive done.
Forgot my little notebook today where I note down the plate settings of all the machines I hit so I did a guerillatastic workout type thing where I loaded in about as much weight as I could stand and did two sets on each one before moving piranha-like to the next. Ow. :)
Also spent 20 min on one of the bikes pounding out my ears with industrial, and had an amusing experience where I confronted a rowing machine for the first time in ... oh boy, over fifteen years, I was definitely still in the single digits the last time I've been on one. Those things are freakishly deceptive.
Minute 1: this is an exercise machine? *boggle*
Minute 3: okay - starting to feel something. Maybe.
Minute 5: What's that bizarre sensation in my shoulders?
Minute 7: Ow.
Minute 9: Okay okay okay, you're my daddy! Stop!
I currently sit in WAG with Carole, cheerfully procrastinating from working and staring nostalgically up at the "Have a day" poster above the Mac I'm using. I used to have a couple of Have a Night posters before both were destroyed in fits of pique. I think i'd like to have those back someday. If they still make them.
ah well. Off to potter around a bit, then get something productive done.
