Tuesday, December 4, 2007

Gym Rat

I work out. 3-4 days a week - not enough to "do anything" but enough for me to drop comments like "Yesterday at the gym..." or "Oh I can't, I have to be at the gym". I like when I'm there and all thoughts leave me except "How many miles?" or "3 sets of 10 or 2 sets of 15?". I don't think about kids, work, my hair - I'm blank for 45 minutes.

I wear terrible workout clothes - lime green, tee shirts that were free advertising, bright shoes and get this, sometimes I wear a scrunchie. *gasp*

I do a cardio for 30 and one weight circuit, or 45 on cardio. I love weights. I wish I was ripely like this:

But I'm sure it takes more than three hours a week. So I get sweaty and drink water and feel for just a couple minutes as though I can run a marathon. Then I remember a marathon is 26 miles and I just about die laughing.


TED VELVET said...

I go tothe gym and as soon as i get there I'm thinking, when the hellcan I get out of here? Nice gym outfit though. I dress like like john Travolta in Staying alive.Y'know, super tight tights, leg warmers, headband. chicks really dig it. everytime they look at me they smile and then turn away and start laughing. That's a good thing right?

A Girl, A Boy, and Me said...

Lol - Yes, the John Travolta/Staying Alive outfit is is HOT.
You would be noticed. And being noticed is always a good thing. :D

TED VELVET said...

I also like to wear those flashdance type cut off sweatshirts and when I hear the song maniac I run in place really fast rubbing my legs and tossing my head about to and fro. I can't help it, I was born to dance.

Elise said...

Work out clothes are supposed to be weird looking. I find it inspires me to run faster when I'm so people don't see me for long!

A Girl, A Boy, and Me said...

Ted - I'm laughing at the idea of the man next to me at the gym acting crazy. I'm thinking, I would completely enjoy the spectacle. Right now, the gym time coincides with a man who does one armed pushups. I would move the time for you!

Elise - Yes, that is exactly how I feel. Please God, don't let me walk into anyone I know. So far, I've met up with my hairdresser (imagine her discomfort knowing her talents are in a scrunchie) and lots of my kid's teachers. Oh, and the one armed pushup guy I mentioned to Ted. :D