Howdy all:Some time ago I developed a real romance with a piece of exercise equipment. I was visiting Tracey on Long Island, and she had this "spin bike thing" (I had only seen one in a fitness magazine). I gave it a try, and truly fell in L-O-V-E, so of course, I went home to Della-where, and hounded my husband until he let me get one, (see the picture to the right).
Fast forward about 4 months, and I have not gotten a proper work out in at least 4 weeks. Last night, Bill decided to do a half hour work out, and he jumps on the treadmill, while I try to find my "happy place" on the spin bike. About 4 minutes in, the music is pumping, Chris Tucker and Jackie Chan on the tube, and my legs crying out for mercy and cursing the day I brought this thing home. I knew that if I stopped my workout, Bill would think I was a complete boob, so I kept on a-peddling. Fast forward about 15 minutes, and on the Zune comes the 10 minute Peter Rauhofer Remix of Christina Aguilera's "Beautiful." I told myself, "if you can just finish this song, you will prove that you are not a boob, so keep at it!"
Long story short, 1) I finished the workout (30 minute burn, which was 10 minutes more than I thought I could do), 2) I felt really good about myself, and 3) I think I may have even impressed Bill. The upshot is that I will repeat my magnificence again tonight!
How's that for mootiv8ation?
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