Today I realized age is a bitch!
Was super confident early in the morning at the gym!
“This is it, it is now that I will be a frequent fitness enthusiast… after finding excuses no to go for the past 2 weeks, or is it 10 years? Not important!”
My playlist was giving me some sort of weird energy and I was feeling like the queen of the world! The only sound I could hear was my music and my heart pounding in my face!
After a good 45 minutes of cardio, being red like a tomato with Rage Against the Machine unleashing my inner anarchist, I walked confident to the free weights and prepared for a series of deadlifts. Was unsure of the weight, and realized I could not even lift the 40kg set from the staging area… Nope, this won’t hurt my ego, 30 will do! I pick it up and bring it slightly unbalanced to the floor.
Ready, set, go! Now is System of a Down… and what a perfect timing. Rep 1 – “Everybody’s going to the party, have a real good time”, Rep 2 – “Dancing in the desert, blowing up the sunshine” – uuu, sharp pain, I’ll be more aware of posture on the next one…, Rep 3 – “Blast off! It’s party time…” Arhg!!!
Shake it off, smoothly roll the weights to the corner, just because I am not able to put it back up. Change music, something that brings me back to reality and fades my inner anarchist! Ok 2 free-weights, do something else that does not require squats. Nope, it won’t work.
Upstairs, try to crunch some bones and stretch a little with yoga. Twist, back bends, all kind of bends, twist a bit more, all bones cracked but the bloody hip…
I have always been a hip popper but today I reached a new level in popping a hip! Where is an osteopath when you need one?
Now is Franz Ferdinand… wisely singing “Take me out!” Another 2 weeks of excuses coming up!
Lapses and Synapses 