I went to the gym yesterday for the first time this year. Yeah, first time for 2011. I have been slacking lately. Well, I got sick. And I was so busy. And it was cold and snowing. Excuses, excuses, excuses. Well, I got lazy (that’s the real excuse).
I ran in the tract for a mile. I rowed in the rowing machine for about 10 minutes. I rode the stationary bike for 4 miles. Triathlon eh? (I should have swum instead of rowing.) I did pull-ups, crunches and bench presses too. I tried to make-up for lost time. No wonder my body aches now.
I was surprised how the gym was crowded for an early Sunday morning. All the treadmills were occupied. Then I remembered, it is a New Year. Many new faces. Many are there because of their resolutions. That’s alright. The more the merrier. (That’s the hopeful side of me.)
Since I have been going to a gym for about 10 years now, I am very familiar to this New Year’s phenomenon. In the following weeks though, I expect fewer and fewer people. It’s a guarantee. (That’s the cynical part of me.)