It’s funny, and completely logical, how different groups appear at the gym at different times of day.
My normal workout hours are 6:30am to 7:30am on weekdays. That is pretty much the working crowd. That’s the crowd I had gotten used to seeing day after day for months.
Once last week I wandered in around 7pm and was entertained by a younger college crowd. …and enough other people to take up every machine in the building! Not an optimum time to be there, but it didn’t seem to be stopping the horde.
Today I took off work. It’s my birthday week, but the 35th birthday’s this Saturday and I always take time off for my birthdays, so I am celebrating today and tomorrow. Sleeping in, of course.
So I woke up leisurely, just like in the “fat days” (sleeping in’s impact on health deserves a post), and wandered in to the gym around 9:30am. Only a few hours later but that’s all it takes for the gym crowd to go from working class to nearly all housewives.
I called them MILF’s in the title, but that was to get your attention.
Sorry. I didn’t feel like f&$@ing any of them. But of course it is “the housewives that workout” not “the housewives that eat chocolate with the tv”, so you know. Not a bad crowd. But I remain focussed on my fitness goal.
Speaking of focussed, I was jogging on the treadmill, not thinking about how I am between a couple hot ass housewives because it’s MILF hour, but instead thinking about the value “visualization”.
Thinking about how if I “imagine” being a tired runner, I become a tired runner. If I imagine an amazing, good postured runner, yes, I indeed become an amazing, good postured runner, and I can go longer without slowing down.
If I imagine the cougars about to pounce, that’s another motivating visualization.
Not sure why, but “visualization” has a weird stigma with me and I haven’t been a fan. But the bull$&@& works, so maybe I should do it whenever possible. It helped out today. I’m not a cocky dude, I can afford a little more confidence.
Happy Tuesday.