I'm not gonna lie...many times I have planned on going to the gym but ended up "not having enough time," or didn't feel like getting all of my things together and making the 10 minute trip to the gym.
But now...I kind of have no excuse. Sure, I'm busy, but I have at least a couple of treadmills and some free weights less than half a mile away from me.
|Awkward head tilt anyone?|
I've made a couple trips to the apartment gym now, always walking there, so bonus half mile walk. I do like the fact that sometimes I get there and there's no one else there.
|Monday's treadmill time..before I stopped it at 3 miles. ;)|
I have been going to extra Chemistry classes, attending the "good teacher's" class twice a week in addition to my scheduled class (to get those participation points). I went to two review sessions this week starting at 8pm and ending around 10pm. I have reviewed my notes and felt pretty darned comfortable going into the test last night. Then BAM. It was like I was slapped in the face when I could barely answer the first question. It was like what we learned, but taken five steps further.
Like I told my friend as we were commiserating about our definite failing grades, I might have been able to do better if I had about 8 hours to take the test with a break to clear my head....but we "only" had an hour and a half. So frustrating that Chemistry takes up all my time and then I get to the test and it doesn't even make sense. Apparently the test average for this test last semester was 55%. And the Chemistry department does NOT curve grades at all. Good night!
|Chemistry cat. How adorable?|
Anyways, I went to the gym and did some weights and was feeling pretty good. I thought I might amp it up a bit and do my scheduled run. I've been slacking a little and trying to get into the routine so I can run my first half-marathon in May. I hopped on the treadmill right in front of the tv, Transporter was on and I was feeling pretty darn awesome that I was running without a break for two miles.
|Yep. Pop machine at the gym. Classy.|
Then all of these girls started filing in the small-ish apartment gym. You know one of those gyms that's all one room with mirrors for walls to make it feel bigger. All the girls seemed to know each other but I thought it was particularly odd that no one seemed to be moving towards any of the workout equipment. What the heck is going on at 9pm at an apartment gym??
Then a guy strolled in with an ipad and got on the treadmill next to me and started walking at what can only be called a snail's pace. Then an old guy (70 years old?) came in and got on the severely outdated bike that is in a super weird place...right on the wooden floor that reminds me of a ballet studio. I think it's the only piece of equipment on that floor aside from a small group of free weights. So so weird to see an older person at the gym at 9pm, right??
It all came together when a girl walked in with a boombox.
As the girls started to get their zumba/dance/hiphop groove on, I felt insanely awkward that I was only feet from what I now realize is the class floor. I remembered seeing something on the bulletin board about gym classes, but I could have sworn they said 8 and 9am...because who would have a class at 9pm at night?
Well, it became painfully obvious that the two gentlemen that came in were there to watch the dance show. Seriously, creepalicious. I finished my 3 miles as quickly as possible and proceeded to walk through their class as they were booty popping to the only exit available. So awkward!
Don't get me wrong, the class seemed fun and in a different environment (no creepers) and with adequate notification that there would in fact be a class going on at a certain time...I'd probably invite my roomie to dance off some steam.
This tweet pretty much summed up my feelings from the experience.
But I'm so glad I did get my 3 miles in! It gives me hope that I will continue to get my workouts done...even late at night if necessary.
I have also been trying to do core work each time I run since it seems to help with the stitches I get in my side. Warming up really well and starting slow helps with that too!
I am almost positive that I will be heading back to that gym (or campus gym) for some cross training, stress-burning activity since I did find out my test score today. I'm not one of those people that tries to pretend I did bad when I really didn't. It was the worst test score of my life. Apparently one person scored 5 on it. Like 5% out of 100%. I really need to reevaluate where I spend my time and how hard I really am studying for all of my classes. Oh, and find a job? Life is rough, I tell ya!
But hooray for the weekend! Hooray for seeing my amazing BF Dave for the first time in two weeks! And going home to see my family and hang out with friends!
*~Amanda aka Semi-Health Nut~*
Let's make this a good weekend and I will get back at ya next week with my theme Love Yourself February.
I'm bringing this challenge back because it's something we all need to focus on and why not now? February. The month of love. (And heart health awareness. Health nerd here.)
Linking up to my BFF Katie today: