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Journey to a foreign land

I keep thinking I should get back to my old workout routine. Wake up at 6:30, work out for about an hour, shower, get dressed, head out for the day.

But realistically, this is my morning: wake up to crying baby at 6 a.m. if I'm lucky; entertain, feed, change, dress baby; try to find clean shirt and run to school. If I'm going to work out, I have to take time out of my day when K is in daycare.

So I sucked it up and went to the gym for the first time in well over a year.

I was a little frightened when I walked in. All I could hear was the whir of machines. All I could see were fantastically fit 20-somethings in tight workout clothes. Here and there, a lone fatty puffed away.

I took a deep breath and walked upstairs.

In the locker room, I was a little self-conscious about taking my clothes off. My once-firm* belly resembles a deflated balloon, a year after giving birth. My once-firm** breasts sag, the victims of eight months spent feeding a baby who attacked them like a dog at raw meat. I imagined these nubile young girls looking at me in horror.

Although, really, if someone is checking you out in the locker room, they deserve to be subjected to whatever lies beneath your clothes.

After some of confusion about the machine-reservation system, I managed to do an hour on the treadmill and elliptical. All while reading my Corporate Tax E&E. I felt great afterwards and I was just as productive as if I had been on my usual couch in the Hark.

I should always*** get my reading done in the gym. The fear will subside with time.

* I reserve the right to exaggerate on this blog.
** I'll stand by that one.
*** We'll see.

Full post as published by Magic Cookie on March 15, 2008 (boomark / email).