Working Out...

I had my first appointment with the Personal Trainer yesterday...rocked on up at 5pm, walked into the locker room and wow...really hot guy, really naked! Oh, I am loving this! Why didn't I join a gym a loooooong time ago???

Anyway, I tore myself away from the locker room and met up with the Personal Trainer. It was just going to be a fitness assessment so it was a relatively easy session. He discussed my goals - what was I trying to achieve by joining the gym? (I didn't mention that I was hoping to see lots more hot naked guys in the locker room) He weighed me, measured my height, waist and hips. Took my resting pulse, then made me climb steps for 3 mins and took my now-pounding pulse. He then made me try and touch my toes to assess my flexibility. And then, do as many sit-ups as I could in 60 seconds. And then I had to do as many push ups as I could.

By this stage, I had actually started sweating - I was surprised at how quickly exertion hit me. It just shows how unfit I really am. So that was it...all the required tests had been done; now he needs to calculate it all to work out my fitness age. (I'm probably about 75 yrs old in fitness terms) And then he's going to work out an exercise regime for me. I go back on Thursday for the bad news! Eek!

BUT I was so inspired by the session that I decided that instead of taking public transport home, I would walk! So, iPod cranking out Pet Shop Boys, I did exactly that! And I loved it! Granted, it's probably the most scenic walk home anyone could want - across the Sydney Harbour Bridge - and so there's plenty to distract one. Ask Muzbot, he usually jogs this every day. But, 40 mins later, I was at home and feeling very pleased with myself. I think I may try and walk home after every session at the gym; I'm already dressed for exercise and it's probably a good warm down.

So there you have it, Monty has officially converted over to become a Fitness Fanatic! Who'd have thought!!! :-)