In Training

Okay, Franco, I'm back. Franco has been nagging me to get back to my blog. I think that's mostly because my last post recorded my beating him at UpWords - what was it? Three times in a row? Heh™.

I'm here to say that the tables have turned, UpWords-wise. Franco has beaten me every time we played since that first night. Never mind. There will be other games.

Robin and I have booked our flight to England for September 5, and rented a narrowboat (the Bedwyn Lock) to sail the Kennett-Avon Canal for three weeks starting September 6. It is now high time for me to get into shape for my job as winding-thingy person (aka The Monkey). I went to the Aquatic Centre the day before yesterday and bought ten tickets so I would be sure to keep coming back, then did a half-hour workout.

Yesterday I put Leslie Sansone and the Stepford Wives in the DVD player and did two miles.

Today I had the day off, so I rode my bicycle to the Aquatic Centre (15 minutes), worked out, and rode home again. I have the day off again tomorrow, so I may just do the same again, or at least the workout part. When I was at Wydel's Gym, I used to do two days on, one day off, two on, and two off. That seemed to just suit me. Mind you, that was a few years ago now. I'll have to see how my poor old body reacts to all this activity.

The highlight of the workout, in terms of pleasure, was the leg press. I love the leg press, probably because it's easy for me to push 120 pounds. The real highlight, as far as fitness goes, was the new piece of equipment I discovered. It had the word "Atlantis" on it, and it was an ab machine. It was horrible. I hated every second of it. I did three sets of twelve crunches, pushing 30 pounds. I also worked biceps, triceps, lats, and obliques, did a quick session (five minutes) on the rowing machine, balanced on a tippy board - well, tried to balance on a tippy board - and stretched a bit. I made notes of the various pieces of equipment, and I'll make myself out a schedule to carry along so I don't just wander aimlessly around the gym.

Somebody please keep reminding me that I really do like working out, and really, really like Having Worked Out.