This morning, I woke up briefly at about 4 a.m., considered the time, realized I had 1.5 hours until my alarm went off, figured that didn’t seem like nearly enough time for sleep, and fully intended to blow off my alarm and skip the gym. Seems I forgot to get the memo to our dalmatian, Brooksey. She’s kind of a weird dog, and routinely sleeps under the covers. Last night was no different. But, at 5:25 a.m., she starts dry-heaving, almost always a prelude to a more liquidy sort of regurgitation. Startled out of her sleep by this noise, my wife frantically starts lifting the covers and trying to kick Brooksey out of bed. After being kicked out of bed, Brooksey walked over to the bathroom, gave a few more gurgles, and then wanted to go outside. Probably just a hairball.
That’s a long way of saying, despite my best intentions, I was awake beyond even my abilities to rationalize going back to sleep. So, I headed to the Y, warmed up with 1.4 miles in 7 minutes on the stationary bike, then did some upper body work including a dip/push up combo I’m trying out. No new ground was really broken, however. I can usually increase my weights or reps or whatnot when I go later in the day on weekends.
I hope this story is to be continued…
I’ll probably post more about my efforts to exercise some, but I wouldn’t hold my breath waiting for it to be interesting. (The occasional dog-vomit story notwithstanding.)
Reading medical journals seems to make the time fly by on the stairmaster. I thought it would be the opposite. Also, the TV at our gym is usually on Fox News. With the volume off, I find myself imagining what batcrap crazy stuff they’re saying. Otherwise, the cardio stuff gets a bit boring.
They have Fox News on at my gym too. If you forget about the fact that it’s poisoning the electorate with misinformation, it’s a little funny.
I never set foot into a gym til I was 58 yr old. Now I go regularly.I wonder if I had gone 35 years ago I would have seen these youngish decollete young women in their designer gym suits pressing iron? I had no idea.
Lou –
Shame on you.
And get out of my line of vision, would you?