I have exercised all my life.....I have tried to keep fit, even when I was humongous, I was big and fit.....As I get older though, I find that even the machines I like using are rejecting me, almost as if to say, "Okay, your joking, get off me!"
Well that what has been happening......for instance....we bought the latest gadget a few months ago.......the AbPro or some such name, promising three minutes a day would be all I needed to have super tight abs and the body of a superstar.........I excitedly got on the machine and very slowly got the machine going from side to side.....the machine itself is a metal circle that goes flat on the floor, with knee pads at the bottom and handles at the top and the knee pad area pivots from side to side and the idea is that your torso from the waist up stays stationary whilst your bottom half goes from side to side.......thats, in theory, how your abs get ridiculously amazing.............just remember also that this thing costs $288.00...not cheap.......but we were stupid enough to believe the hype.....Der!
So, there I was, swinging from side to side, thinking this is great....this is sort of easy and boy oh boy are my abs going to be unbelievable. I was imagining my 12 pack and flaunting it at the beach in a couple of months time.......I was wearing shorts the first time I did it and I managed my three minutes beautifully......I even did more than the three minutes and I was a little sore.....must be good for me, I thought!
The next morning I had my exercise gear on, looking very professional and almost amazing in my calf length tights and little cut off shirt. I strutted up to that machine, got down on it, got it going and I was flying......fantastic.......then oh shit......I really was flying off the damm thing......my knee banged on the tile floor and blood was pouring out.....my chest went straight down on the pivot bolt in the middle of the bloody machine and I am sure that I must have broken some ribs.....at least that is what it felt like......I screamed in pain and the dogs came running....saw it was just me and walked away.....disloyal little mongrel dogs.......I was crying in agony and no one was there to help.....I couldn't get up off the floor for a good 10 mins or so.........the pain was amazing.....
When I was able to walk again properly, later on that day, (although I was very sore and limping - I hope you are feeling sorry for me!) I picked that machine up and I threw the flaming thing as far as I could which wasn't terribly far at all and I waited for my husband to get home from work so I could get some sympathy...........
I almost threw him too.....the bastard....fancy laughing at me when I was injured and in so pain.....he told me that the thought of me being thrown by the machine was just too much and I should be able to see the funny side too......I'll give him funny side!! The tights were too slippery on the plastic knee pad on the machine.....
Just recently also we have purchased a beautiful treadmill machine and we love it......well, I am trying to love it, because sometimes it doesn't love me.......The first time I jumped on it I did the first of the programs in-built into the machine......A combination of walking, running, walking, running.......I nearly died! No, seriously, I nearly died.....It was supposed to be a 30 mins program, but after 15 mins I was so red and hot and sweaty that I thought I may melt and die......I had to stop the program and it took me about 2 hours to cool down.....even after a nice cool shower......But, I wasn't going to let it beat me so I have been getting on it every morning and every morning I come away bright red and it takes me a long time to cool down.....I drink gallons of water and have to use a number of towels to mop up the sweat, but, by hell, I am going to be as fit as a malley bull!
I also have to fit the machine as it tries to throw me off as well.......luckily it has handles that I can hold on to so I don't get thrown down the treadmill mat and off the back of the machine......that has happened a couple of times, but I trying hard not to let it........I have also incorporated weights while I am walking fast.......Sometimes its very hard to co-ordinate my actions and I have been known to knock myself on the head with the weights on a couple of occasions, but, it's okay, only a slight headache has followed such episodes..........
But, I perservere and one day I am going to be so fit.......but, it is killing me!
Hi, At 59 I am just finding my feet in the world...So exciting! I have learnt a lot over the years.....gone from being extremely hard up to living a very comfortable life and loving every single minute of it.......My boys are grown up and living good lives themselves and I am so proud of them.......I have the best husband in the world (most of the time anyway....hahaha) and I have 3 dogs who I just adore and they adore me...... I try to live by my motto ......"Be like the sun....let your warmth shine through always"