Well, after my sicky time at home, im back at work and today I had my first day back at the gym! It was my first personal training session but we just did a weigh-in and took some measurements to track my results. My trainer is a nice guy, so I think training with him will be cool. After that little session I then jumped on the treadmill and did 45 mins.
I have discovered that exercise provides me with a unique time to think. This is a good thing. I find myself pondering things and that distracts me from the fact that I hate exercise with the fire of 1000 suns. And next thing you knowm its 45 mins later and my exercise is all done.
Its also nice to have take some time in my day that is purely for me. My gym time doesnt benefit anyone else in my life except myself. Initially I thought this was a bit selfish, but then I realised that its insanity to not spend time alone with yourself, doing things that benefit you.
So, all that being said, Im starting to have fun with this whole gym thing.
Oh, I bet you are wondering why the title is where is my pants? Well, if you havent already read it on my facebook, I went to the gym this morning and was getting dressed afterwards for work, when I realised I had left my work pants at home. Im now at work wearing my gym tights under my shirt/dress which is neither corporate dress, nor entirely decent!