This morning I went to the gym
for the first time since hurting my shoulder playing squash
They do an amazing breakfast: Bacon, egg, beans, mushrooms, tomatoes, fried bread
... but that's not why I went!
Lately, my trapped nerve has really been getting me down even though our Viking physio guy and I are seeing a considerable amount of progress!
I have been vegetating in front of the computer monitor, 10% work and 90% blogging
, drawing, writing, waffling... I love the 90% bit!Bulges
began appearing in places where I thought I had beaten the flab
And I started worrying!
Fifty three and on a downward spiral to join the fat nation's
fascination and infatuation with food!
Actually I eat healthy! But I also drink healthy! Bloody healthy amounts!
But the lack of regular movement began to play havoc with my jeans!They've bloody shrunk!
So this morning, I got to the gym at 7.30! The receptionist nearly had a heart attack when she saw because every time I'd met her over the last few months I promised that I would start the following Monday!
It was so nice to be recognised! Even my old membership card was pleasantly identified by the scanner!
A couple more old regulars suffered strokes
when they saw me step into the unrecognisable changing room! The buggers have shuffled all the furniture round, taken the carpet out, etc...
My usual locker was empty and waiting. My usual slick
routine was a bit rusty
and trying to fathom out the padlock secret code slowed me down even more.
I headed for the gym. Familiar faces greeted me like the returning prodigal son. "Yeah, man I'm back to kick some ass!"
I headed for my Air machine stepper! God I love that apparatus! Right in front of BBC 1 and the glistening marina
I did 12 minutes at a fair pace! My nerve began twinging!
I then did another 15 minutes here and then, familiarising the various machines with my extra pounds just in case they collapsed under the stress
and finally headed for the pool.
More familiar faces bobbing up and down in the water. I did 5 minutes of back stroke
in the Jacuzzi
before shedding a couple of pounds of sweat in the steam room .
A few lengths of the pool woke the nerve up.
So I gave up and hit the showers!
What a fantastic feeling!
The sun is shining! I have a spring in my step! I ate an apple for breakfast!I am feeling truly Olympic!