Tuesday, March 2, 2010

A Trip to the Gym....

Tuesday, March 2, 2010.....



Last week, hubby and I joined one of our local gym that had an amazing price we couldn't refuse.

I'm not thin, but was a lot more active for many years until I had my 3rd surgery in October 2005 (prior 2 in September 2004). Afterwards, my body HATED me. It would ache in so many places that walking was incredibly difficult. This went on for about 3 1/2 to 4 years.

Where was I? Oh yeah, I joined a gym LAST Tuesday and went for the first time last night (I have my own special rhythm) with hubby to meet up with a friend.

She's training for a 1/2 marathon in October and I'm training for 3.1 mile run (last part of sprint triathlon with 2 sisters in September in NJ). However, a 3.1 mile run is the equivalent of a marathon to me.

My husband, has never stepped inside a gym. His job takes him outdoors where there is a lot of walking, so indoor gym equipment has never been his thing.

Did I paint a good picture...if not let make it clearer for you: two goofballs in a gym to workout with a friend.

The gym is packed and finding 2 treadmills together is almost impossible, but we do. I go to show hubby how to work the machine and am having difficulty. The machine is new, but they make them user friendly (they have to or people would throw hands up-in-air and declare "What? You want me to sweat and think?"). We figure out there is a problem with my treadmill, get hubby set up and I hop on the one next 2 away from him.

Girlfriend shows up (I should tell you something of importance, we were going to meet for coffee to catch up) and a treadmill opens up next to me and she hops on. Bravo! We start to chat and it hits me...I can't walk, talk and think at the same time. Sure, I can walk and chew gum or walk and talk, but add a 3rd element into the mix and I got nothing. I told her so and she said it was a good thing we didn't go for coffee (I swear, I can eat, think and talk so it wouldn't have been a wasted trip).

As she begins to run, hubby looks over at me and I ask "how far have you gone?". I thought he said 5 miles and I'm thinking (not talking because we've established I can't do all 3 on a treadmill) he's gone 5 miles in 20 minutes and not walking that much faster than me. How? Well, it turns out he went 5 LAPS!!! Big difference.

The treadmill on the other side of me opens up and he asks me if we're at Global Gym (Dodgeball movie reference) and I just laugh. He asks how much longer and goes into how I should jack my incline up to 15 (this is after I showed him the incline button). I tried, but got to 8 and then he wanted me to reach over and lower friend's m.p.h. button so we'd go farther...

She laughed at us. She told me she didn't realize how competitive we were and I asked her how many people in her life were a 'youngest' sibling. Other than me, none.

My husband and I are the youngest in our families and we epitomize the traits of a youngest. We get from point A to B by stopping at point Z first, clown around, voice our opinion (YogaGirl calls this trait 'whining', but since I never heard of the word, I ignore her) and we don't like to be ignored.

There are many other traits of a youngest and if you're lucky enough to be friends one, embrace them; we're the best.

We left 45 minutes later and agreed to meet up with friend this Friday. I had to ask and emailed her because I wanted to make sure we didn't scare her away.

17 comments:

Gucci Mama said...

I admire your stamina. I'm pretty sure I'd pass out if I tried to run three blocks.

Adrienne said...

I will be pulling for you and hoping you do well I am running my first 5K in may

kk said...

what gym is offering a good deal?

not that I need to throw money away...just asking.

if it's close enough...maybe...

Vodka Logic said...

that was hysterical... I am not a gym rat either but my butt says I need to join one.

As the youngest in my family I have been called whinny and in need of attention...they lie though. xx

P said...

I didn't last long as a gym member. It just didn't agree with me.

Your post reminded me of that! So hilarious!

Sunshine Mama said...

You know what? Sounds like the three of you had a blast.

Our Kid #5 is a total funny guy. What's going to happen when #6 comes along and #5 was used to being the youngest? Will I have two clowns? Hmm...I can handle that.

Jaime said...

sounds like a relatively painless first day at the gym. i've been telling my dad i'll run a 5k with him for years. i need to get myself on a treadmill and finally do it.

blueviolet said...

My baby brother (the youngest) is a JERK! So I guess he's an exception to the rule. ;)

J.J. in L.A. said...

I'm the youngest of 7, and have always said, "They stopped with me because they reached perfection."

My siblings may not agree.

DB said...

Oh, it's whining, LMB. But at least you recognize when you're whining.

I wish I could have seen all this. I did think of you two today since I did a little bit of time on the treadmill too.

I hope that you both continue to go regularly and enjoy it since it's such a good habit to get into. And that maybe Mr. LMB can introduce the game of Dodgeball to his fellow exercisers.

Respectfully Yours said...

It can only get better, keep up the good work.

Green-Eyed Momster said...

You'll be all set for your race in no time.

I'm the youngest and so is my hubby. We're both a bit spoiled and stubborn.

Hugs!!

Herding Cats said...

Good for you on the workout!

Brian Miller said...

lol. i have a phobia of gyms...unfortunately the only way to overcome it is to take one doughnut each morning...

Midlife Jobhunter said...

Congrats to you on taking on this adventure. Don't worry about 3.1 mile run. You will do fine. And crossing the finish line-unforgettable.

Little Ms Blogger said...

Gucci Mama – LOL… I wouldn’t say I have any type of stamina yet.

Adrienne – Good luck to you and I’m just psyched I have till September to get in fighting shape.

Kk – You should join us….The scenery is so ‘interesting’.

Vodka Logic – They are just jealous of us and know that being the youngest is the best!

P – The guys at the gym crack me up. Why do they still insist on wearing tiger/leopard print garbage?

Sunshine Mama – Just pray that the newest edition to the family is a girl so your little guy can still be the youngest boy.

Jaime – it’ll be a while before I start running on the treadmill, but I’ll get there. If I walked a marathon, hiked the Grand Canyon and kayaked from CT to Long Island, I can beat a 3.1 mile run.

BV – my brother is a jerk too! It could be the fact they are male.

JJ in LA – Well, you’re right and they just can’t admit it. Jealously. That’s all I’m saying.

DB – I never whine. I’m perfect. You’re just jealous because you were the youngest for 4 whole years and then I took the title.
Hubby did want to put a dodgeball signup sheet in the gym. This gym has a lot of “GTL” going on.

Respectfully Yours - God, I hope so.

Green-Eyed Momster – Isn’t it the best being the youngest?!

Herding Cats – Thanks!

Brian Miller – LOL…Yes, but it is the doughnut that makes me have to go there.

Midlife Jobhunter – Thanks. I look forward to the day when I’m confident about this race.

Badass Geek said...

I tried doing the treadmill thing. Fell off. That was the end of it for me.