September 4th, 2011

freaking beaker out

oh the pain, the pain!

It's been about 3 years, if not more, since I regularly went to my gym. My membership has been sitting idle for that long, though I keep paying it because of the killer introductory rate I'm locked into. First I slowed my attendance when I shifted positions when I was still at Vestica. Then, when I got laid off, I just stopped going entirely. When I was working for Mad Science, I had such an irregular schedule that going was difficult, and that crazy schedule continues with Apple.

Now, however, my gym has gone 24/7, and I have no excuse not to go, damn them. And so I went the other night, after work ended at midnight, because for reasons passing understanding, I was full of energy. No, I don't know where it came from. So I went and did about 30 minutes of cardio/weight loss program on the elliptical trainer, and then went around the weight machines to see just how rusty I was.

The answer is "pretty damn rusty." I'm aching in places that I'd forgotten about. My triceps and anconeus and extensors are screaming for my blood right now (that'd be upper arms and upper forearms, near the elbow). Oh, and my chest hurts when I lift my arms above waist level. The sad thing is I wasn't doing high weight levels on the weight machines; I was doing 3 sets of 10 reps at lower levels. I'm just that out of shape.

The upshot is that I can now drop into the gym whenever I want. It was utterly deserted the other night. I'm probably going to swing in again tonight after dinner digests a bit and trundle along on the elliptical again for a while.

 Raise A Ruckus by Old Crow Medicine Show from Eutaw (Rating: 4)