Okay so this is a casual post to make up for the fact I've been bad at posting updates and because I just got back from the gym. I mentioned one in my prior post that myself and a few other girls joined the local LA Fitness to work out and keep up with our lifts over the summer (Margot plays hockey for Syracuse). Below is a compiled list of random thoughts throughout my ventures of working out that you may or may not care about:
1. For the most well-equipped gym that we visited (I checked out about four others before deciding on this one), they gave us the best deal and discount. I'm not quite sure why, but I'll take that over a £100+ membership to a swanky hotel gym with four machines and barbells. Also including this fact because I figured out how to create a pound sign on my computer £££££££££. Although the guy trying to pitch that hotel gym to me did point out his favorite feature-after the pool is drained, the floor is raised and the column-lined room is used as a yoga/dance studio. That would be cool...if I were interested in either of those amenities.
2. Not only did we get a pretty sweet membership deal, we also got fairly nice backpacks. Like I've said before, everyone runs around with backpacks. I thought it was going to be a pain the tush but it's been nice to run and then carry my stuff I need for the gym with me.
3. My Emory athletes will appreciate this. It is SO nice not having to convert my weights to pounds when I'm lifting. #emoryweightroomproblems. For who knows what reason, our weight room at school is in kilograms. Doesn't matter when we're at school, but when everyone goes home for the summer or winter break, we have to become swift and skillful at calculating our weights by 2.2 to convert to pounds. Lucky for me, London uses the metric system so I don't have to worry about that.
4. Heard a guy say "bloody hell" for the first time today. FINALLY.
5. re:#4, it was in response to me doing squats. #soccergirlproblems
6. Saw a woman working out without a bra on today...what/why/how...
7. So I learned how to take off my weights the proper way today. Nothing like a near-death-experience to teach you how to do so correctly. And by near-death I mean near-death-of-the-guy-lifting-next-to-me. Open letter to the random man working out at LA Fitness:
Dear random man working out at LA Fitness,
I apologize for almost cutting your life one too many reps short. I have now learned that when squatting over X kilos (leaving out number to save myself from being identified and/or ridiculed by the amount I squat), alternate the sides you take the weights off of once you are done. I will never again take all of the weights off one side and put another human being, testosterone-pumping weightlifter in danger again (at least on purpose). I will say "you're welcome" however, for catching the other end of the bar with my goalie-reflexes before it almost took your life for a second time. If you see me again at the gym, feel free to steer clear as I will not be offended, only further embarrassed. If it counts for any type of punishment, I did have to continue lifting in the free weight area after almost killing you. But thank you for your swift realization that X kilos of weight was plummeting toward your chiseled body and moving out of the way in an appropriate manor. Cheers.
Sincerely,
That girl who you can tell who is American as she wears shirts with the word [Emory] "Soccer" on them to work out. Eagle reign.
To be continued....
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