I’m starting to think about MdS as a restful vacation with a bit running thrown in. I’m not underestimating the desert...
Slow day and mega gymsLiza
It’s a slow news day here. A small run, mindful eating, a wild three year-old, some church, some time for Eliot to mountain bike, maybe some bathroom cleaning, and some Valentine making for all of Asa’s little classmates. I will also be doing some weight lifting. That’s right, you might not recognize me if you’re at Nueces because I’ll be so huge. I haven’t lifted any weights besides Asa and the cat for a long long while. I remember enjoying it. I used to be really intimidated by the whole gym scene — mostly because I had to take the pin out of any machine’s weight stack in order to use it. And there always seemed to be some large, muscled man looking on while I wrestled the pin out from the bottom of the stack where he’d left it. Then I became running buddies with K. who, in addition to being one of the best people I’ve ever known, was a personal trainer. She pointed out how most of these large men were doing the exercises incorrectly. Ah, the power of knowledge and a feeling of superiority. I was a three times a week gym visitor after that. I could carry the groceries in from the car like nobody’s business. These were all gyms on military posts and bases. I don’t have any experience in the civilian gym world — except that brief foray into the Lifetime Fitness spa. I’ve heard that San Antonio has quite the mega gym scene. It’d be fun to spend a day watching — while sipping on a latte. I will do my gym-ing at UTSA watching the college scene. I’m sure I will have good stories to share.
Time for that brief run now. Happy Sunday.