No Longer a Gym Virgin!

Oh. My. God.  I got back from my first ever trip to the gym a couple of hours ago and it seems I may have been a little over enthusiastic.  1.5 hours of treadmills, cross trainers and some weird leg weighty things and I am starting to seize up.  Which is almost a good thing as then I won’t be able to move at all.  And right now even typing is making me consider downing a few ibuprofen.

Sisters 1 and 2 kindly took me on this expedition.  I would like to say that it was to support me in the un-fatness plan, but in reality, they just wanted a laugh (this is confirmed by Sister 1’s Facebook status posted yesterday which says: ‘so excited about tomorrow morning I almost want to go to bed now!!!!!!!’  This is later clarified with ‘I am going to the gym with Pog and Sal!!!!hilarious!!!!!x’  Thanks for that Sister 1.)

So, a few top tips incase any of you are also planning on popping your gym cherry any time soon:

  • Although it is possible to go backwards on a cross trainer you apparently aren’t supposed to.  A Sister 2 is required to point out the correct direction (I still can’t work out that one).
  • Don’t try moving your feet / sorting your i-pod while on the cross trainer.  It results in a rather ungainly slump to one side while your legs try to catch up with themselves (and a slightly hysterical Sister 2)
  • There is a reason people take a towel to the gym with them.  You pour with sweat.  I know this shouldn’t be a surprise but as I usually exercise in water or outside I’d not realised how bad the sweating situation could get.  It is bad.
  • Not everyone feels the need to have a shower before the gym.  Or possibly even apply deodorant.  Or maybe even clean their teeth.  A gas mask would have been useful while next to a couple of people there. (Note to Sister 2:  There is a possibility of going too far the other way.  In my view, you don’t actually need to body butter your legs or put foundation on…)
  • Remember to keep running on the treadmill or you really will do that cartoon thing where you end up falling off the back (It didn’t quite happen, but it was close enough to receive a few smirks)
  • When you get off the treadmill you may feel like you are on a boat.  You may also feel sea sick.  (No, I don’t know why either but it happened.  I was actually swaying.)
  • Don’t tell Sister 1 that you think one of the men weight training may have a dumbbell down his trousers.  Well, you can, but just not when you both have your ipods on as you’ll be talking far louder than you think you are and will get strange looks…

And now I need to go and lie down on the sofa.  Where I may be for the next few days… :o)

I think I'll probably be as stiff as this lot in the morning...

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4 Responses to No Longer a Gym Virgin!

  1. Anna says:

    Loved it!!!!!love you!!!!xxxxx

  2. Reg says:

    Coo heck, sounds like an utterly vile way of getting some exercise. Apart from riding a bike, I do a bit of bird watching. This morning I was at 7Oaks reserve when a Robin entered the hide to do some human watching. I took around 40 pictures, but the best are here ou can show the boys if you like.


    • thepogblog says:

      The photos are great Reg – number 2 is just lovely and the last one made me laugfh – it’s as though he is looking at you saying ‘what are you doing?!’

      THe gym was not quite as bad as I thought it was going to be – certainly a better experience than my cycling friend had today – he just phoned to tell me about the 5 hours he spent in A&E after coming off his bike, knocking himself out, aquiring a number of injuries and having to be taken to hospital in an ambulance. Now he really is going to ache in the morning! Be careful if you decide to go out!

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