If you're like me, you notice the same people at the around the same time at your gym. They, like you, have made it a habit to go to the gym, and because of this you might feel a little more comfortable with your surroundings and the people working out next to you. Right?
A couple months go, I decided to increase the weights on the circuit equipment. Doing so tired me quickly after the first 15 minutes, but I didn't realize it until I was eight minutes doing cardio on the strider.
I usually start my 15 minutes on the elliptical strider on an incline and resistance of 8 and 25, respectively, and slowly decrease it based on my stamina.
I got on the elliptical strider and began to, well, stride.
I then noticed the redhead girl, who I see at the gym every Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday, getting on the strider next to me. She quickly meets my speed, and we're both striding along; probably on different paths, because mine soon got a bit bumpy.
When I stride, I usually keep my eyes occupied by people watching and glancing at the various TVs. That day, my eyes decided to focus on the TV in front of me.
Stride. Focus. Stride. Focus. Stride. Focus. Tilting back. Stride. Tilting back more. Oh sh*t!
I quickly grabbed the handles and struggled to regain my stride.
I turned to the redhead to see if she noticed my folly, but she continued to look forward. I turned to the other side to see if all was cool. No one seemed to have noticed--come on, it was quite obvious. Or was it? I mean, I'd understand if I were to have fallen--that would have gotten the attention from a lot of people.
I regained my step and continued to stride.
A couple months go, I decided to increase the weights on the circuit equipment. Doing so tired me quickly after the first 15 minutes, but I didn't realize it until I was eight minutes doing cardio on the strider.
I usually start my 15 minutes on the elliptical strider on an incline and resistance of 8 and 25, respectively, and slowly decrease it based on my stamina.
I got on the elliptical strider and began to, well, stride.
I then noticed the redhead girl, who I see at the gym every Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday, getting on the strider next to me. She quickly meets my speed, and we're both striding along; probably on different paths, because mine soon got a bit bumpy.
When I stride, I usually keep my eyes occupied by people watching and glancing at the various TVs. That day, my eyes decided to focus on the TV in front of me.
Stride. Focus. Stride. Focus. Stride. Focus. Tilting back. Stride. Tilting back more. Oh sh*t!
I quickly grabbed the handles and struggled to regain my stride.
I turned to the redhead to see if she noticed my folly, but she continued to look forward. I turned to the other side to see if all was cool. No one seemed to have noticed--come on, it was quite obvious. Or was it? I mean, I'd understand if I were to have fallen--that would have gotten the attention from a lot of people.
I regained my step and continued to stride.
