Jul 15, 2016 17:00
For the past few days I've been in the process of joining a gym. I'm not interested in chain gyms at all. I'm interested in a gym attached to a hospital.
This particular gym is for cardiac and PT patients. It is small, it's not a place people just randomly come, although it is open to the public. It was recently refurbished. It is also less than 15 minutes away from work.
You need to get cleared by a doctor to join, or have medical clearance or a prescription of some kind, so I hauled over to my med-stat and made them do it. They appreciate me there.
Today was my first day at the gym, so the majority of it was: This is a treadmill. When getting on the treadmill, step to the sides first... I will admit that the equipment was awesome. I can watch TV, run through the streets of Paris, or listen to my iPod. I went a circuit, made an appointment to get an official assessment and program, and left. I was there about 50 minutes and came out a sweaty mess, but I didn't feel tired.
I felt like I cheated. Like, going to the gym should be HARD. I mean, it was a learning session. But I think I also need to figure out that I don't need to be drop dead exhausted to feel like I accomplished something. Or maybe I do.
I need to start figuring out the emotional baggage with this. Because I'm bad at it.
But gym. Good times. I walk, I run, I pool and now I gym.
i'm a runner. i run