Elliptical Intimidation
Today I was reminded that playing table tennis on my Wii is not equivalent to a balls-out cardio workout. It was also brought to my attention that my body is not quite ready for a balls-to-the-wall cardio workout in its present state.
For day one of my 24 Hour Fitness adventure my main concern was: Will I be able to get to the gym, change, work out, change again, and have my butt planted in its usual sedentary position in less than an hour?
The good news is yes–my rear is becoming one with the cheap fabric of my rolling office chair once again, and I was back in less than 60 minutes.
The bad news? In lieu of the planned 40-minute ass whooping I was prepared to take, I had to bow out of the elliptical machine fiasco after 5 minutes! No, not 15. F-I-V-E!
With shaky legs (no lie) and slightly out of breath, I dragged Michelle (who was happily plugging along on the elliptical beside me–though it had no screen for her to look at) to the exercise bikes to add another 10 minutes to my workout.
So, my workout may have been shorter than planned, but it sure beats watching 8 hours of Dexter armed with an endless supply of microwavable goodies and orange chips.
