I was in a contemplative mood when I finally made it to the gym today.
Apparently, so was my iPod. I had it on shuffle and damn if it didn’t shuffle through every melancholy song I have. Who knew the iPod shuffle program was mood generated?
Longest. Thirty-minutes. EVER.
And my left foot fell asleep 8 minutes and 12 seconds into the run. And at 12 minutes 32 seconds? My right foot fell asleep. Let me tell ya…running on the Eliptical is quite challenging when both of your feet are snoring.
My distance wasn’t very good, but I ran on a tougher interval course. Then I did abs and weights. I’m going to be SORE tomorrow. I can already tell.
But that’s okay. I’ve got to get back in gear. And since I hate running outside in the cold, I’m just going to keep going to the gym. I really need to go 4 days a week, we’ll see if I can make myself do it.
Working out sucks. I wish I liked it. I wish I believed there was such a thing as a runner’s high and endorphins that made you feel better than sex. But I think all that stuff is just bollocks. I think it’s a big inside joke among the ‘real’ runners to weed out the posers like me. Well fuck them. I’m gonna keep posing until I can at least faux-jog a 10k.
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It does suck for the first few months, but it’ll become habit forming and feel weird if you don’t do some form of exercise. That is the idea, i think.
Keep at it!