The problem with staying out late (and it wasn't even THAT late) is the domino effect that happens afterward. Come home late, go to bed even later than usual. Get up later than usual. Stay up even later than intended. Ugh. So, I got to the gym much later than I planned today, but at least I made it. Yaaay me!
It's the Friday before the long holiday weekend marking the end of summer, Labor Day. The gym is not very crowded although I'm sure the Seniors had their class. Wind Breaker is already on elliptical #3 and I climb on #1 and pedal my routine. I work up a sweat but still don't make it to 2.8 but it's all good. I do manage all three sets of pull-ups, granted sets two and three had a bit of kipping when necessary. I don't start out that way, but it helps with the last few reps.
I'm still not sure why the Assisted Pull-up Machine is so inadequate in helping to build the muscles necessary to do a pull-up. I remember using one at the Bally's Gym that was next door to my job when I worked in NYC. A bunch of us would use our lunch hour to exercise. I'll have to look into that further since I see so many people at my gym using that machine, and none of them, as far as I can tell, are any closer to doing an actual pull-up.
The kid is at university, I have my car again and I can drive with my feet actually on the floorboard, and without glare from the digital dashboard blinding me in the summer sunlight (I really despise the newest cars with all their touchscreen buttons). Local public schools start on Tuesday and Labor Day is early this year. There are HS kids at the gym but since I'm doing a Cardio Plus day, no one is in my way. I feel really good when I'm done and there are no annoying HS girls gossiping and spritzing cheap alcohol-laden cologne everywhere.
Another thing I learned late in life: to keep your towel in place, roll the top edge outward. (I've spent years trying to keep my towel on by tucking the edge inside and it always unravels!)
Also, there's no bruise on my shin were my dog slammed into me on Wednesday. It's almost like it never happened, except that I have a distinct recollection of a good 30 minutes of intense pain. My doc did a bone density scan a few years ago and told me I had the hallmarks of osteopenia, a step before osteoporosis. She wanted me to consider taking something like Fosamax. Uh, no thanks. (I used to work on that account back in my ad agency days. I know all the black box warnings.) I've never broken any bones. Ever. I might have light bones, but they're strong bones. I'm good.
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