Hitting the Gym, Panting

I think I’ve waited for too many a night to get back to the gym. I’ve been anticipating my return for weeks now since I’ve gained considerable amount of weight and fats in areas where it shouldn’t be. I never quitted going to the gym; it’s just that I never had the time to really go and work out. I’ve had several opportunities that I could go but unfortunately I was either too tired or had other engagements. Much as I want to prioritize it, I just couldn’t get myself to the gym again. Something has been stopping me from going. Maybe it’s the fact that I haven’t gone to the gym in like months now and I really don’t know what to do anymore, or maybe because I’ve gotten used to it. Or was it just mere procrastination from my end. Knowing that I wouldn’t lose all the unnecessary pounds anyway in one night is enough to convince me to not go anymore. It’s such a lousy excuse I know, but a really effective one.

Now that I’m trying to pinch some pennies, I have come to realize that maybe I should cut my gym expense. You see, I’m paying a significant amount of money for gym. If I cut that out, I’ve already saved more than two thousand pesos outright. Not too mention all the miscellaneous expenses one gets from going. But I also know that I should be losing weight. My body and consciousness have been looking for working out. In a stressful job like mine, it’s really nice that I have something to look forward too aside from deadlines and weekends. Also it’s a good way to relieve some stress.

All in all, I decided not to cut back gym. Instead, I will cut back on other expenses by hitting the gym instead. So instead of eating out or watching a movie, I will just hit the gym and eat little, then go home straight. Nice idea. Hope it works though.

Anyway, I went back today. I had a most convenient reason to go today. I will be off from work early today and so I can go. Further, it’s very near my home. And so I went. With gusto, sheer excitement and fondness, I went. Unfortunately, by the twentieth minute I was already gasping and panting to save my sanity.

I was ssooo out of shape. I used to do three hours worth of cardio, now after the twentieth erratic and inconsistent work, I couldn’t do another step. It such a frustration.

Sabagay, what do I expect? After having not gone to the gym like forever, I really wouldn’t be on tip top shape.

I guess my next step is raod to recovery. I will make it happen and get back to shape. I will regain my lost biceps. I will regain my chest and triceps. I will regain the pounds, ehek, lose the pounds.

In the meantime, what else does one do when they get frustrated? Eat! I am eating a hefty serving of AMERICAN BURGER, with fries and my favorite iced tea! This is the best way to recovery!

PS: no wonder I’ve been dateless for months now.