Tuesday, June 15, 2010
I went to the gym. I spent 5 minutes trying to get the lock to open on the locker. I had to put my gym bag in there. I started just to take it into the workout area but was afraid the gym nazi would confiscate it.
I ambled over to the recumbent bike and selected the "random" program. The bike then asked me how much I weighed. I though that was a little pushy seeing as how we had just met. I lied and punched in 150. The bike then told me I was going to do 30 minutes on the random program and then boom bada bing it started. I pedaled, I sweated, I went 3.5 miles and crashed and burned after 18 minutes. Thought I was going to die.
Then I waited. Waited for the endorphins to kick in. Waited for that euphoric high exercise is supposed to bring. It is 2 hours since I exercised and I AM STILL WAITING ON THOSE FREAKING ENDORPHINS! I think I have one lousy endorphin that just couldn't rally the troups. Either that or somebody has lied to me about this exercise business.
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2 comments:
i think maybe your endorphins are kinda like Rip Van WInkle....you gotta exercise a few more times than once to wake 'em up! We are impressed with the 18 minutes though!
love the countdown ticker....if you put one up there that shows the number of times you've exercised, is somehow a motivator. at least works for me.
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