Nic Narrates

I am now the “proud” owner of a $110/ month membership fee. I finally joined the gym. The same gym, if you’ll remember, that I was tinkering with joining last month. I guess you could say it’s a bad sign that I’ll actually go when I could barely get there to join in the first place. But join I did.

Afterward, I found myself in my too-white white and silver and periwinkle New Balance shoes on a treadmill (because I couldn’t figure out how to turn the elliptical on…you’d think it was the “green” button, but it’s not…it also isn’t any of the other random buttons I pushed before sheepishly slinking away either). Sixty minutes later, I was acquainted with just how seriously hokey and dumb and STRANGE Dancing with the Stars is. Oh, and I managed to walk/ run 3.5 miles. Booya.

I realize for most people that might sound like their “warm up,” but for me it’s a really big deal. I don’t run. Ever. Well, unless it’s to catch a bus or train, and that doesn’t really count. Still, that’s pretty much how I approached the whole running on the treadmill thing…short bursts of jogging, followed by much speed walking and panting, and then more running. Only this time, I wasn’t in heels.

I also wasn’t running as fast or for as long as the girl next to me, which leads me to think they should make blinders like they do for horses but for people on treadmills so they’re not discouraged. Just a thought.

Stepping off the treadmill, my face looked as though it would explode and I was sweating despite previously thinking myself above needing a towel. Oh, and I felt like I was the FASTEST WALKER IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD. As I glided toward the locker room, I prayed I wouldn’t fall over and make a scene. I guess treadmills will do that you.

Nevertheless, the whole experience had me laughing at myself (still) and looking forward to going back. Maybe next time I’ll even figure out how to use that elusive elliptical!

Filed under: creative time management, hellacious fun, romper room, work in progress by Nic