Its been a while. But you know…..LIFE.
Izzie started school this year and Lolly entered toddler world. Or as Ben calls it Turdler world. I could write for hours about their shenanigans but this post is about me.
So I joined the gym. Its been a few years since I smashed out a pump class (still haven’t been game to smash one out) or took a 45min RPM cycle. I thought it was high time I get my backside into gear (and shape) so I took the plunge and signed up. Shits changed. Like really changed. I used to wander in with my towel, drink bottle, earphones and card. Now I walk in wrestling two children into the crèche…Lola kicking and screaming and Izzie informing me Lolas just mad because Izzie has more friends than her (lucky the nannas have been around to eliminate that process). Iphone, wallet, car keys, towel, card 1, after hours card, earphones, water. Fuck sake. Enter the treadmill zone.
A man was running backwards on the treadmill. Dead set!! Like seriously my towel fell off and I almost rolled off the end trying to avoid tripping on it. And there he goes just trot, trotting facing the WRONG way. No one seems to be looking but me. So it’s obviously normal.
Designer Active Wear. Erry where. I have on Cotton On tights and a kmart tee…two sports bras and a top knot. FAIL. Your hair should be blow dried and make up neatly applied. By make up I do not mean a lick of foundation and lip gloss. Lip liner and full lips, lashes primpt , eyebrows must be on point. And these girls can run! Absolute Machines! I thought I was killing it running on 9 my first few times…then I see peeps smashing out 12s or more. Does the machine even go that fast?? And if they need a rest they just jump on the side of the treadmill!!! I kid you not. Then jump back on and start sprinting again. Sometimes I am tempted to try it. I imagine falling off and rolling about on the treadmill, screaming and injuring myself and my dignity. Yeah I’ll give that a miss thanks.
Funny thing is I really enjoy it. It’s nice to get out and do something for myself….even if it is exercise. If your ever in need of a laugh just pop down to goodlife. You will no doubt see me smashing out a few kilometres on the treadmill and if your lucky I may even be running backwards.