This winter, probably while we were in for an evening of quiet tube-watching, Byron suggested that since we've both been a little (or more) slack about going to our prospective gyms we should go to a gym together. We got him a month's trial membership at the Y, and have been making it a priority to actually get there on a semi regular basis.
I used to dread doing weights, mostly preferring to slack off and do cardio (and then saying to myself "at least I did some cardio...'') but in a few short weeks of doing set after set of weights, I'm already coming to admire the results. Y'see, Byron's introduced a whole work-til-you-grunt attitude to my gym experience, something I've seen but never really understood. I was more of a work-til-you-break-a-sweat type of girl.
Byron's method is more challenging, but has proven to be more rewarding as well. It's January, but my arms are looking as beefy as they do during the peak of kayaking season, and while preparing for a bath tonight I made the first conscious sighting of my latissimus dorsi!
I usually spend a day or two a week being sore, but I've also discovered the utter relaxation and rejuvination that epsom salt baths can offer.
Last night we made our first trip back to the Y as full members. We lifted weights and then tried out the bosu ball and Gravitron 2000 (I will master both, eventually. Right now I'd settle for mastering one). We worked hard, then ate sensibly and slept like babies. So simple! I like it.
Looking forward to the new gym challenges, and to being pleased to know that they won't kill me, they'll just hurt me a bit til I can master them :) I think I see the 1-minute plank looming on the horizon!
