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Gym Time!

Last night I definitely wasn't in the mood to workout, but I pushed myself to go anyway. As I got on the treadmill I made sure my music was songs that I love so I could sing along instead of thinking about how much I'd rather be home with a glass of wine. Anyway, I had 15 minutes left when in comes this girl that jumps on the treadmill beside me. She flings her leg up on one side and begins to stretch... then on to the other side to stretch. She then gathers all her hair together and puts it up in a high ponytail...lastly she proceeds to get her ipod ready. I'm thinking cool... she's going to kick butt on this machine and motivate me to run my ass off  the last 15 minutes. I'm pumped! Got the good music playing, bumping my speed up, and she begins walking.  I figure she'll warm up 3-5 minutes so I keep looking over at her waiting for this race to begin. Well twelve minutes later I'm still running and looking over while she's still walking slowly, and I'm sure wondering why I keep looking at her. I about fell off the treadmill laughing in my head. Guess you had to be there... nonetheless, it made my night.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HRXQed9PcsA Fitness 1... my gym!

The body does not want you to do this. As you run, it tells you to stop but the mind must be strong. You always go too far for your body. You must handle the pain with strategy…It is not age; it is not diet. It is the will to succeed. – Jacqueline Gareau, 1980 Boston Marathon champ
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