September 3, 2007
In case you're really bored, here's a post about the gym.
22 minutes on the dread machine, 1.75 miles.
Same theory as before, don't look at the stupid lights on the dread machine. Don't look at the stupid clock on the dread machine. This time, I had the added pleasure of having to watch CNN while I jogged. Ugh.
I was supposed to meet my trainer, but between the both of us, neither remembered that it was Labor Day. So I went to the gym, he didn't, and then I went through the reasoning phase. Do I stay and jog, or do I go back upstairs and rejoice? After all my BooBoo's parents just made me a vat of red bean soup, and the very least I could do was eat it as soon as it arrived home.
Despite the red bean soup, I decided I would stay and jog. I've made a firm commitment to myself to do this gym thing for 3 months. I'm on the start of month 2 and losing steam, but I know two women working a hell of a lot harder than I am, and I am so proud of them, that I stopped my kvetching and went at it.
I promise to keep these posts about my pathetic gym experiences brief and rare. Thanks for listening to my little puffs of proud.
11 minutes: jogged at 4.5
5 minutes: 5.0
3 minutes: 5.5
2 minute: 5.0
1 minute: 5.5
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