me and the gym

In my last blog, I described my boredom with summer vacation. That has changed. Since that time, I have had to teach a class. Preparation for that was a lot more time consuming than I thought it would be. I have also been preparing for my supervision sessions with counselors who are in practicum - that takes some time as well. Friday, I have to present at a conference. And, of course, there is always the dissertation proposal looming. I am not so bored anymore.

Anyway, since I do have free time, I have decided to start exercising again. The university has a really, really nice rec center. I walked in a few weeks ago and was just floored at how nice it is. So, I am trying to start up a routine which I can continue. Also, to get me more motivated and so I wouldn't talk myself out of this, I signed up for three sessions of personal training.

The first session was a fitness assessment. For the most part, I did average or better than average - which surprised me. But here's the deal. I hate going to the gym. It's not really that I hate working out or that I don't want to, it's that I get really embarrassed about it. These thoughts constantly run through my head: everybody else is younger, everybody else is stronger, I look like an idiot, etc. But when I went on Monday, it wasn't all that bad. So, we'll see if it continues. I hope so.

I have never been an athlete. That is definitely something I wish I had been better at, but oh well. Hopefully, I can get over my embarrassment and make this a habit - old people deserve to get to work out too.

Thanks for reading.