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One of life’s small pleasures…

Posted: November 20, 2009 in The Gym

The Gym.

Now I realize that for some people, the idea of “the gym” is akin to a nightmare, and come to think of it, some of the equipment does look a bit like a medieval torture device, but I have got to say, I am a fan.  I will admit I am not the fan of cardio that I am of doing weights or the machines, but I do enjoy the overall experience of working out.  And I do have to say that doing so regularly has had one amazing side effect:  I am hungry often.  I have not forgotten to eat here lately. 

It is also interesting to me to see what parts of my body are surprisingly strong and which ones really do need some work.  My back and calves?  Scary.  My quads?  Not so much at all.  The leg press is not something I kick ass on…in fact, sort of the other way around, however for a female, my upper body is fairly…er…buff?

The gym is also a fun place to people watch.  I am an avid people watcher.  I get a kick out of watching folk at the gym….from the huge buff dude in the free-weight section who is fairly certain he is no doubt the cock of the walk to the unassuming grandma who gets on the tread mill and suddenly turns into Paula Jane Radcliffe.  I get a kick out of seeing the grins on the faces of people who have just finished a cardio kickboxing class- those tired, drained but “wow, that was awesome” grins. 

It is also one of those places I never fail to and never feel silly about laughing at myself…like when I am so short I have to stand on my tip toes to reach half the hand grips on the equipment or move the seats on everything almost all the way up. 

Going to the gym is one of those things I truly do take pleasure in.  I like the way it makes me feel, during and after.  Even if I am a little sore, or tired (or freakin’ starving!) it is a good feeling.


Posted: November 11, 2009 in The Gym

I am wiped.  Good workout at the gym today, however I am certain my triceps are going to be so sore tomorrow that pulling my hair up into a pony-tail might be a Herculean Feat!

I do have to say I am rather impressed with how actually strong I am, physically and all. Granted, I am wee, but I can seem to bust out a fair amount of reps with at least half of my body weight on several things upper body wise.    I do laugh with some of the equipment though because I am literally standing on my tip toes to reach the hand grips.  It is just so comical it is hard not to laugh at.

And, it is a matter of pride and vanity and all, I admit it freely even:  some women envy other women’s figures, weight, hair, so on…you know it is freakin’ nice when you are the woman at the gym that other women are looking at and thinking “damn I wish I had her arms/shoulders”- in that purely women who work out kind of way.  Granted, they are probably happy they do not have to be on their tip toes to reach most of the equipment!  I also got a grin out of the fact that myself and one very fit looking Korean gal were the only two women (in a very packed gym) using the free weights at all.  Us and like a billion dudes.

Which I must also add, I feel a little bad for my workout partner- he does not have nearly the eye candy factor in the free weight section that I have…