I had a day off work today which I took in lieu from working late on Friday. Ironically, I ended up doing more sweating than I would do at work. It was ‘good sweat’ though. After treating myself to a lie in I went to the gym (obviously it is the gym where I did my sweating, silly; what could I have possibly been doing in bed to have caused such a sweat?)
It was nice going in the daytime when the gym is not quite so busy. The difference in the experience is immense; the gym actually seems like a leisurely pastime rather than a grinding, hellish health necessity. I managed 3 miles on the treadmill followed by another 9 on the exercise bike and followed my exercise regime with a nice sauna to relax afterwards (as much as the claustrophobic feeling of being boiled and suffocated alive can possibly be deemed as relaxing). I even managed to procure a parking space really near to the entrance. Bonus! I’m not sure why this pleased me so much (after doing a collective 12 miles, did I really fear that the extra 100 meters might have seen me off?) but it did nonetheless. I would like to tell you more but I can’t be bothered. This is my day off remember – I’ve got much better things to do than sit here writing this.
