Pedal Wanker no 2
Forgot to say that I went to the gym again yesterday. I feel really good about it! Like Im achieving something and getting somewhere, even though Im literary pedaling away on the same spot for 45min. Anyway, at first I was alone and could pedal away as much or little as i wanted, but then one of thoseguys (buck loads of gel in his hair and muscles big as watermelons all topped off with an orangey tan) came up to the machine next to me and started to pedal away with a frenzy never seen before, hardly breaking a sweat. While I stood there sweating like a pig right before slaughter time, pedaling on less than half of his speed.
The annoying thing with being out of shape and trying to get in to shape is that it takes time. A lot of time. Like, Im supposed to have a heart rate of 128 when I do my workout, so I hold my hands on those sensor things and start pedaling. Only problem is that my heart rate is then like 170, so the machine makes me slow down so I can get the ideal HR, but to get there, I have to go so slow the machine is going to turn off it self (has happened on MANY occasions) because it thinks no one is using it. So my new slow down HR is now 150. We cant be too picky in life and If i keep on trying to achieve a heart rate of 128, Im gonna be one fat person with a £70 a month gym membership, thats all Im sayin!
Plus everyone else at my gym are really, really fit and have designer gym shoes/bags/sweatpants while I jog away in a pair of leggings from New Look (or similar) and and old top from god knows where. All of them look like fitness instructors themselves while I…well Im not Hurley from Lost fat (yet…) but Im hardly on the slim side of life…oh, who the hell cares? Personally I know I have the whole fridge stuffed with KitKat (dont ask why) and Im thinking of eating it ALL tonight! Of course I have to fight AJ for half of it…maybe i can distract him with something…what would distract AJ? Oh, my boobs! Sorted, more KitKat for me!
Cheers
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