Today’s instalment will provide you with zero in the way of personal development, motivation and/or education. It’s more a case of me thinking out loud than it is any kind of potentially transformational message. You’ve been warned.
A Fitness Dilemma
The other day, I spoke with a woman who had arrived at the gym without her heart-rate monitor. What a tragedy. She informed me that she couldn’t train without it. I told her she would be fine without it for one session. She disagreed and drove home (a fifteen minute trip each way) to retrieve it. Good grief.
The Old Days
Remember the good old days when you didn’t need a PhD in engineering, computer programming or exercise physiology to use gym equipment, do a workout or raise a sweat? Think hard. Back in the day, we had these amazing things called skipping ropes, old boxing bags and rusty dumbbells. And dirt tracks. And soft sand. And hills. And stairs. Real stairs; not revolving ones.
The Cerebral Minefield
