Yesterday I finally joined a gym here in Philly.... To be honest, I waited forever because I wasn't sure if I was A: staying in Philly and B: staying in the same neighborhood. So I suppose signing a new lease means yes to both... and yes to finally getting a gym.
Today I had my complimentary personal training session with Lamar.... He was great (mainly because he kept talking shit on my old personal trainer/douche I dated). When we did the whole orientation thing I had to write down my weight... he didn't believe it, thought it should be lower, so he made me get on the scale. To my surprise I was 7 pounds lighter than I thought... bad news is I have lost nearly all my muscle mass I had when I first moved to Philly (damn you cheesesteaks!)
I knew I never should have told him I was a runner because my "warm-up" was a full sprint on the treadmill at 9.5 incline... fast forward 40 minutes into our work out and my legs were shaking just standing still.
As much as it does hurt, it feels great to be sore again!!!!
I am unsure my actual work out plan as of now... going to go for a week and see what fits with my crazy work schedule and set something for myself next week.
And the journey begins...
Yay for joining a gym! Gyms always make working out a bit more entertaining. Ya know w/the 'that guys,' old ladies who really don't know how to work the machines and are afraid to ask, and teenie boppers who are really there to socialize. Alright, that last group just pisses me off - no entertainment in that.
ReplyDeleteDude, 9.5 incline? I'm just impressed you're going back tomorrow! I 100% agree about how good it feels to be sore again. The soreness is almost a motivator in itself, I know that sounds weird... but you know.
Yay! And so it starts...
Oh, and how could I forget (while not motivation or work out related), you dated a frickin trainer?! Com'n, you're better than that!
ReplyDelete1. I must admit my gym is full of people my age (sweet life), old people who make me feel a bit more athletic than I am, and a few muscle heads who I feel whisper "fat ass" every time they get a glimpse at how much weight is actually on my machine...
ReplyDelete2. Yes yes, i dated a meat head.... what can I say.... Im a sucker for big arms and nice abs.... too bad there was too much creatine in his head...