Monday, October 27, 2008

Or I Could Talk About My Essay

I had to walk to the gym today.

(Not entirely true, in that I didn't have to go to the gym. But I am supposed to. And if you can't summon up some enthusiasm for the gym at the start of the week, well, it sets a bad precedent for the other four days that depend on that first one to start them off all happy and energetic.)

Anyway, I feel this is counter-productive. Walking to the gym.

If I WANTED to do exercise outside of the gym, out in the sunshine and fresh air, then I would do that. But no. I prefer to do my exercising inside, with all those sweaty people crammed into one poorly ventilated space, surrounded by machines specifically designed to torture every muscle in my body.

Exercising to get to the gym to do more exercise is wasting all those dollars I pay for pure exercise time at the gym which should not be marred by any exercise elsewhere. It's just wrong!

1 comment:

  1. Dude, why would you walk to the gym? That just doesn't make any sense. Although speaking of not-making-sense, I walked home from work today. IN THE FREAKING BUILD-UP. ALL 40 MINUTES OF IT.

    I deserve a medal. Or a huge tub of cookies-and-cream ice cream at the very least.


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