Monkey Blog

No, not the one the was used to build Spartans.  This weekend I had my 300th workout.  Wow.  I swear it doesn’t seem that long ago that I was a bundle of nerves walking in the front door of the gym for the first time.  At first I had the mindset of "Just make it through this workout."  Before you know it you’ve got a couple of workouts under your belt.  Then suddenly it’s a few weeks, a few months, and then a long time.  I can’t believe I’ve walked in that front door 300 times already.

My 300th workout was an arm day (my favorite).  I haven’t done barbell curls in a while.  I used the ones with a fixed amount of weight.  I curled with the 60 pound one and then the 70 pound one.  I felt really good so I tried the 80 pound one, which I’ve never tried before.  Bam, I got it with no flailing.  That felt great.  As I was looking at myself in the giant mirror on the wall while I was doing it I couldn’t help but think "I still can’t believe I’m doing this."  The skinny, completely clueless noob that had walked in those front doors wasn’t in that mirror.  I wasn’t referring so much to the amount of weight I was using, but that I was lifting at all.  For so long I wondered what it would be like to be in shape, to have muscles, to be active, etc.  It took me long enough but I finally forced myself to do it.

300 down and a lot more to go!