Day 14: The Gym at last

In a mix between necessity and necessity I finally went to the gym.  I haven’t had a valid excuse for nearly two weeks.  It also prompted me to be more productive in another way which I’ll mention later.

The workout was good and I was able to really keep up with the pace I’d left off with.  Good feeling it was.  Yoda I am not. 

What amazes me the most is the positioning of one of the machines in there.  It’s the leg press machine where you kind of sit with your legs up and leaned back.  Well it faces the ENTIRE gym.  They really should turn it to face the wall.  I’m saying this because I have a favorite elliptical.  It’s on the left side near a column and a large tree plant thing.  Well it never fails because girls go in there wanting to look CUTE.  God forbid anyone look like they’re actually working out.  They get on this thing in their little shorts and put their legs up and … well lets just say all imagination goes on vacation.

Normally I wouldn’t complain but there is a time and a place, people!  I can’t just stare.  It makes me feel so awkward because I am trying to focus and at the same time there’s this little voice saying “she asked for it!”  Eh, well last night I didn’t even mean to look and bam, I saw it clear to China.  Oi, I just wanna workout, OK?

Did I mention they were twin sisters? Yeah…

So on to the productivity.  I developed a system of having the gym get me updates for their website.  It was very hit or miss month to month and we both hit a point of wanting to better streamline the process.  I already rebuilt their site for such purposes.  It should be a lot easier to maintain the site as long as the updates are sent to me in a timely manner.

In other news.  We’re still waiting on our oldeset to work that hungry hungry hippo ball out.  He hates wearing long sleeve shirts.  Noted.  We’re about to beat Zelda.  We’re just gathering hearts and powerups prior to the final showdown.  I fed the little one this morning and he fell asleep on me.  It makes me not want to get up because he looks so peaceful.

Time to work

L

The trap

Traps are things that we don’t see and end up falling into. We all do it and sometimes it’s not entirely our own doing. I’m guilty of falling into my own traps every other day it seems. Several years ago I had a hernia repair and then two subsequent ‘patch up’ surgeries. I still suffer from pain in that area though it’s not as bad it’s still annoying. My biggest fear is injuring myself and having to go under the knife.

Mind you that’s my personal biggest fear, not biggest overall. As a parent and husband there are other fears that severely trump this one.

Back to the story though…

Well the trap is that every time I get that pain, I want to give up. I want to give up my fitness goals. It’s very taxing on the midsection for a lot of workouts. A lot of times I just try to ignore the sensation of pain. At the end of the day I sit in my chair and I can’t run from it anymore.

I have a counter for it though. My plan is to set it aside and deal with it when necessary. I want to meet my goals and go from there. If it’s so unbearable then I’ll go get it taken care of. If it’s the same, I’ll deal with it. Either way, I’m better off than sitting here sulking about it. Oh damn, was I sulking? Ok, to start off I was but think of it as creative writing. Drama! Suspense! Eh, maybe not.

The point is that every day we have new challenges and we have old ones that just won’t go the hell away. It’s how we deal with them that make us who we are.

~js~