I had a few errands to run to day but mostly they were things I could do later in the day or, really, later in the morning. After all, I was only planning to spend a ½ hour on the treadmill.
The MIssus went off to work (I work from home) and I jumped in the shower to get rid of the bed head hair and at least brush my teeth. I put on my gym clothes and sneakers and headed out the door.
The gym I go to is about a 7 minute drive from door-to-door. That’s counting the traffic lights and the time it takes to park. When I go – usually mid morning – there are people at the gym but not nearly enough where I have to wait for a treadmill to open up. In fact, it’s busy when there is someone on the treadmill next to me. Usually, I get empties on either side.
The place really doesn’t change. Six monitors high against the wall showing about 4 different things. News, sports,music videos. It’s the music videos that they blast throughout the gym. That’s why I figured out it was a good idea to bring my iPhone in and listen to Pandora. At least, I could choose what I was listening to and it would be right in my ears so it would drown out whatever is popular these days.
The visuals are a bit distracting. Television always hypnotized me. If I walk into a room with a TV on it doesn’t matter if it’s the most maudlin soap opera or a cartoon, I become transfixed. The gym is the same way except that I try to keep my mind off the monitors by continuously moving my vision across the different scenes and then back to the treadmill read outs.
30 minutes at 2.6 mph at 0% incline. It burnt, according to the treadmill, 204 calories based on my weight. That’s the nice thing about gym treadmills. You plug in information about yourself and it provide an almost customized result. 204 calories is not quite the two pieces of toast I had this morning…and certainly doesn’t cover the raspberry jam and Frosted Mini Wheats with 1% milk.
Nevertheless, it’s better than nothing which is what I was doing before today. The MIssus even gave me a little attaboy in the evening. (Typically, she would scoff at such a small amount of calories burned but I think she realizes she needs to be supportive of even the smallest effort)
Tomorrow? The morning is jammed up with appointments. That means I’ll need to go in the afternoon. I really, really, really need to make this a habit.