Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Decided to dig out my rower from the back of a closet. First of all, I am tempted to count this task alone for my cardio for the day. Perhaps tomorrow's cardio can be putting all the other crap I had to move, back in the closet. At least the
had the good sense to get the heck out of the room. I should listen to her more.
OK, it has now consumed most of the available space in my computer room, but I am still not deterred.
But perhaps I should catch my breath a bit and maybe have a glass of water to replace the sweat I have burned off thus far.
I should have realized something was up when I discovered even getting on the thing was an ordeal.
And I really don't remember the seat being so small.
But I'm down there now, and given that I don't have a clue how to get back up, I may as well give it a try. Am thinking that maybe those "help I've fallen and I can't get up" necklaces you see on TV aren't such a joke after all...
A few tugs later I'm thinking that it is probably still set at it's most difficult level. Yes, that's it... Nonetheless I do a few rows. Hmmm, this is definitely not gonna be how I get in my 30 minutes of cardio today. But I've been doing this boot camp thing, so maybe I have a minute in me!
Oops, came off the seat. Why didn't I see that coming??? But ya know, there is something about sliding forward up that rail.....
I had another comment about getting my cardio in, but was afraid I would be censored!