Saturday, June 30, 2012
I am kind of mystified by the behavior of some people I see at the gym... I applaud them wholeheartedly for being there... but the way they act sometimes confuses me and makes me wonder what the story is behind it.
First are they guys who have to grunt mightily when lifting weights. This one is less mysterious to me since I know that vocalization, such as in martial arts, can actually help you to focus and put more force in a blow, etc. (Sheepishly checking this one off the list...)
The next one also deals with weights, why do they have to make so much noise when changing out weights, putting them away, etc? I know some noise will occur, the weights are metal, tend to be heavy and at some point we all lose our grips on whatever we are holding. But does it have to be an ongoing clanking noisefest? Really? I am rather judgmental about this... I will freely admit.
Last night, though, I saw the weirdest behavior I have ever seen to date and it was on the treadmills. I was happily ensconced, doing my running/walking intervals and this guy on another treadmill was going full tilt (Go dude!!) for a long time, but it was the way he was ON the treadmill. It was like he was clinging to the console and handles for dear life... he also had the tail of his t-shirt in his mouth most of the time he was on the equipment. Not being judgmental, just curious as all get out... Does he feel the need to exercise but has a preternatural fear of treadmills? Still scratching my head.
Otherwise I am getting along okay... my eating is mostly under better control and my exercise is way up. It's taken some doing, but I'm down a pound or two and back into range.
I have passed the 55% done point for being in Texas now and that makes me quite happy. I am so wanting to just get home. My hubby and son are due down for another visit in about 3 weeks and one of my best friends is coming for a visit in just under 6 weeks. By the time I am done with this round of visitage, I will be down to about 3.5 months left. Then I plan to go home for a week in October for my birthday and a science fiction convention... and I'll only have about 6 weeks left. So my remaining 43ish% should be nicely punctuated with visits to keep it from getting monotonous or too lonely.
Physical fitness and watching my eating have helped me cope with the homesickness that has gotten worse in the last few weeks. Also the pain that I have been experiencing in my R hip and shoulder have given me something to pay attention to apart from being homesick. I had a massage on Monday evening and am going back today. I am tired of taking ibuprofen and naproxen and just not feeling quite right. The massage has been the most lasting relief I have had.
Just relaxing this weekend (which will include working out)...
Oh and an update on t-shirt chomping guy at the gym... he has been there the last two times I was there... one day right next to me... doing the same weird thing and it's disconcerting to be on the treadmill nextdoor, let me tell you!