One week in to the quickie gym, and so far I'm really pleased. I admit, I tend to be a little...exuberant...when I try something new, so perhaps I'm still in the novelty phase.
I feel good, though. It reminds me a little of Spinning, which I loved when I had good instructors. (Bad instructors, eww, horrible experience.) My old gym, the one next to my office, the torn-down-to-make-room-for-another-stupid-midrise-office-building gym, had great instructors. They actually rode real bikes and the winter I spent Spinning led to my best season of cycling. Well, except for the knee surgery, but that wasn't Spinning's fault.
I digress. Anyway, this week, doing the workouts, I have definitely slept better and had more energy when I'm awake. (Still having trouble hauling my ass out of bed, but it's cold and dark, for pete's sake. Amphetamines wouldn't have me popping out of bed before sunrise without a struggle.) At work, which continues to be just this side of Hell, I have been laughing at the utter absurdity and leaving on time (what are they gonna do, fire me? Don't throw me into that briar patch!) to go home and mop up dog pee so I can work out. And since I'm home from the gym in under an hour, the dog hasn't even peed all over the floor again.
I don't know if I'm gaining any strength, but I'm keeping my heart rate in the aerobic zone. I'm also noticing that through the day I'm better aware of my posture, and when I start clenching things in stress, because I'm spending just that little bit of gym time being aware of how my body moves. Ah, muscle memory.
If I get really motivated maybe I'll add some yoga, though that might be the endorphins talking.
Posted by Nic at January 22, 2004 05:18 PM | TrackBack