Saturday was my first visit to the gym so I had to ask the (extremely
fit) guy at the counter where the stationary bikes were. He took me to them. Not knowing how to use a stationary bike, I needed (extremely
fit) guy to help me. He showed me the ropes.
Yes, I DO know how to ride a stationary bike! What I didn’t
know was what all of the buttons were for. He showed me the basics.
So I hopped on. The first 15 minutes weren’t bad. I got up
to a steady pace and it didn’t really feel as though staying on for another half hour
would be too hard.
I was wrong.
The second 15 minutes kicked my ass… thankfully
a man running on a treadmill behind me was huffing and puffing quite loudly, helping me feel a little less embarrassed with my own heavy breathing.
As the last 15 minutes came along, I was
excited to watch the time count down. I do remember, however, a flash of
fear coming over me: “OMG, what if my legs are rubber at the end of this and I
can’t walk?!”
Thankfully, that wasn’t the case. I could walk. About four hours later though, well... my ass (specifically, the left cheek of my butt) was killing me! Of course, not literally... I am fine, alive and breathing.
Ultimately, it was good! So much so, that I woke up at 5:30 this morning
so I could do it all over again. Today it wasn’t so bad… and I felt as though I
really earned my morning shower!
So, the stationary bike… the newest addition to my lifestyle
journey! Fun.
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