Home for New Years
My family and I are bringing in the New Year with my parents. Of course, I hit the gym like a bandit. I was surprised (and proud) to see that I was the most muscular -looking female there. I was feeling really strong and I noticed a bit of growth over the passed few weeks; so, I was proud. The gym was definitely divided with the women in the cardio section or the with the machines and all of the men were in the free weight section. I was hogging the cable machine–doing my thing when man came to work in. I oblidged, since I had it for a while and continued to do other things. Not to sound too ‘gym snob’ but I don’t ‘work in’. It interrupts the flow, and besides, there are just too many other things that can be done to work each muscle group. And while it may be incovenient, the change in routine is good. And sometimes you come up with something a little different on the flye. I have to say, the ‘functional training (a term I found in one of the old Oxygen magazines in my Lavatory Library) has completely changed my body and my focus. I am noticing more definition in my legs, arms, and shoulders. And in the morning, when I am at my lightest, I can now see where abs will go. The best part of today’s workout was getting to go with my husband; I really hope that we get to do that more often. He doesn’t care for weights, but I at least hope we can manage to get a walk a week in and/or start running. We can put the little one in a stroller. And it looks like I am going to have to add yet another meal before working out. It is amazing, the way that the body adapts and changes. I am contantly amazed and appreciative. I also really appreciate this community. The sharing of resources, knowledge, and support is really like no other. It looks like some of the best things in life CAN actually be free!
Happy 2008!
January 1, 2008 at 8:40 pm
I wish that I could ‘work in’ with people, but I’m the same way. It breaks my focus, so I’ll just switch machines/free weights or tell them how many sets I have left. Usually though I guess I look too mean and they don’t even ask… they just wait