But I’m back for the summer of 2015 effort. So far, counting the orientation session of
May 7th, I have been on the machines eight times. I think that’s a personal record. The
catalyst for making another try is a golf injury that happened about a year
ago. It was a shoulder impingement that
resulted in a month of physical therapy.
The conclusion of the therapist as well as the physician was that I need
to strengthen my little stick figure arms.
How can they be skinny AND flabby at the same time? I don’t get it. Also, at my age I am losing muscle mass every
year, so I need to strengthen my body over all.
So they say.
Well, luckily I go to the rec center 3 or 4 times a week for
my beloved Zumba classes. Zumba is fun and even feels more like dancing than
exercising. If I go to the gym and do
the machines after Zumba, it is only 25 more minutes, and I am already there. Inertia is a tremendous force to overcome to
get there for the machines alone.
But I do HATE the machines.
Even the names sound like torture: “converging chest press”, “diverging
lateral pulldown,” and “leg extender.”
Then there is the humiliation of where I am in my weakened state—lifting
from 10 to 60 pounds on the machines. I
have even lowered the weight on one machine.
That is the most hated one of all: “abdominals.” My abs are absolutely
inadequate. Eighty year olds are lifting more weight than I am! I have a long way to go. I am still carrying
my beginner’s clipboard around with me because I cannot remember the 2 or 3
settings plus the amount of weight that I use on 10 different machines. One day I couldn’t even find one of the 10
machines on my list, and a kind person helped me.
A year from today,
where will I be? I hope I will be a
success on the fitness machines with higher weights and more strength. If I don’t set goals, I will never reach
them. My goal is to continue working out
twice a week for the next year in order to stay fit and strong.
Still, I am hating every sweaty, boring minute spent on the machines.
2 comments:
AArrgghh! I hate machines, too! I have neither the persistence nor the commitment you have - after physical therapy ended, I never went back to them. Hats off to you!
I play so much golf that I really have to strengthen my arms so I am not relying on my poor shoulders and back so much. Also, a 15lb. 3-month-old grandbaby is a lot of weight to carry around. I need strength and stamina.
We shall see how long I last with this commitment.
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