Have a Nice Trip

Last week’s workouts: Pilates on Monday, and running on Tuesday and Saturday.

So I went running on Saturday at the gym. Since the gym is free for students (and student spouses), I got to run in a packed house. I’m talking lines for the treadmills and not a free elliptical in sight. Even the stair climbers were full–you get the picture. Because of this, I’ve decided to suck it up and go during the wee hours of the morning. Anyway, so I’m on the treadmill, and I trip. No big deal; just recover and keep going. Then I did it again. And again. And again. It’s like I’d never run on a treadmill before. I mean, I sometimes a trip when I go running (who doesn’t?), but this was pretty ridiculous. So that and a general feeling of crappiness and claustrophobia made my run kind of suck. Oh, well. It’ll be better next time.

Tomorrow I’m waking up ridiculously early for a workout. Nothing like getting my sweat on before work. Maybe this time I won’t trip.