Gym in Another Open Diary refugee

Day 3 at the gym today… I was excited to go. I LIKE being able to push myself… and to be honest, I don’t care what anyone else might think about how feeble my attempts are compared to theirs. I’m looking at it this way - I’m getting physical therapy for my leg for ten dollars a month instead of $100 a week! 2-1/2 minutes on the elliptical today, in 1 minute bursts, plus my usual 10 minutes on the bike. I’m going to beat that elliptical by hook or by crook. Hopefully it’s going to give me the effects of running without ripping my knees up and killing my back - it’s somewhat difficult to run when you normally use a cane or a walker to leave the house! And I bumped up the weights on the leg machines as much as I could. Still pretty feeble, but actually the same weights as I was using a year ago - I guess my legs can’t get THAT weak because they have to do the job of holding me upright and walking around… doing housework and laundry has become gradually easier since we moved in as I got used to the larger house.
When I was leaving one of the staff asked me if I had any questions, so I signed up for a late afternoon session next week and told him I need somebody to teach me how to use the rest of the equipment that I don’t recognise… nervous about it for only one reason - they take five people at a time so that’s four people who are certainly much healthier and fitter than me, and I can’t possibly hope to keep up with them for an hour!

(btw, John is saying that ‘MAYBE’ he’ll sign up too… I’m sure it would do him good to get a little exercise, even if he only uses the bike. His back’s been really hurting him lately. I don’t know if gentle exercise would help, but it probably wouldn’t hurt him. His toes have been numb this week, so his neuropathy is kicking in again, and I’m very concerned. But his sugar comes out good every time he tests it, so at least that’s one thing… I made us healthy dinner with veggies yesterday AND today.)

Last updated January 15, 2015