sweating a new leaf

February 11, 2011

Don’t go falling off chairs now, but guys, I bought a gym membership.

I know, I know…

How could I turn my back against the easy life with make-up and without sweat…

But in my defence, I think Dean must’ve slipped something into my drink because I suddenly found myself swiping my card for a gym membership.

*shakes head*

I mean come on….we all know 75% of people with gym memberships don’t actually go to the gym. (I just made that up btw, but I bet it’s true ok!) Such a waste of money deducted from your account every single month. Clever people…

I’ve only been to the gym ONCE and that was to pick up my membership card. So technically, I HAVE been to the gym, just that it’s only as far as the counter. For what it’s worth, the counter was very pretty.

So after 3 months of forgetting abandoning laziness being very busy, I was forced decided out of my own will to step into the gym for the first time.

I was packing to go to the gym; make up bag, check, facewash, check, moisturiser, check, perfume, check, gym clothes, check.

Awesome. Ready to go sweat. (Can you sense my enthusiasm?)

Thought I could be cool and look like I belong in the gym, but man, I actually forgot about sport shoes! I thought I didn’t have any, but guess what…behind all those heels, I actually found one pair!! Sweeet!!

So, off I went.

Socks!!! *slaps forehead*

So, off I went again.

Excited!!! Weeeee!!! Gym!!!!

I used to have a personal trainer in London, but those are distant memories. Ever since I’ve been back, I just have a personal fridge. But being in the gym made me remember the steps and techniques he used to teach me, and well…I just remembered, I couldn’t be bothered to do them.

I went straight to the treadmill because that’s the only thing I know what to do with.

And plus, this gym’s treadmills all have a little TV attached to them.

I was pretty amazed with all the buttons they had. Why so many things??

Don’t you only need “Go”, “Stop”, “Speed” and “Inclination”?

Ahhh, but it’s Ok. I got distracted by Pink’s new song on MTV Charts.

Cheated a bit and hung out at the watercooler.On the way, I passed this one room.

Odd….Looks like a scary room to be in.

I was informed there was a yoga class starting in 10 minutes. Sounds like fun! I used to do yoga too. Downward dog, lotus pose…I could do those. So I confidently joined the class.

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It must’ve been an Advanced Yoga or something, because these people lifted up their body and legs at the same time, while only leaving their bums on the ground. I would’ve fainted in there if I hadn’t been too busy gawking at other people. How do they bend their legs like that?!!!

Anyway, the first half was basically me biting my lips to hold a pose. The second half was me lying down facing up on my yoga mat, smiling and thinking about lunch.

After yoga, I couldn’t help but tweet Ninie Ahmad. Have so much respect for the lady now. Haha.

The next day, I couldn’t feel my legs. I couldn’t feel my arms. I couldn’t feel my hips. I couldn’t feel my (non-)abs. I couldn’t feel my neck.

But you know what’s weird?? I really want to go to the gym again! It was weirdly refreshing.