Could it be magic?

Shaun put on his Trion:Z the other day then said how good he felt after a run and how it must be due to the bracelet. I said he didn’t believe in all that hocus pocus and he agreed with me but then said I must put mine back on again anyway. Ooh, I thought, things did start to go downhill after I stopped wearing it. Maybe my running has been so crap because I stopped wearing the magic bracelet and nothing at all to do with the fact that I stopped running or going to the gym regularly a few months ago.

After doing spin yesterday for the first time in months, my legs had been aching all afternoon but this morning, after putting on the Trion:Z last night, my legs were fine. So, I say ‘pah’ to your hocus pocus, the Trion:Z is indeed a magic bracelet with hidden super powers. (For the funniest blog post ever about these magic bracelets, see Notmuchofarunner’s blog post from last Juneathon.)

Because I was so rejuvenated and fully charged with magnetic electrode ions and stuff, I skipped out of bed as soon as my alarm went off this morning. Ok, I ignored my alarm and got up two hours later than planned, but I did get out of the house in a record-breaking 40 minutes after getting up and cycled down to the gym for my body pump class.

I got there with enough time for ten minutes warm up on the rowing machine then went over to the studio where the classes are held. Usually there’s a queue of people waiting to get in while the previous class finishes, but today there was no one there and people were coming out of the studio. Peeking through the window in the door, I could see some familiar faces in there from when I regularly went to body pump before I started uni, so I thought the time of the previous class must have changed and so I went in, striding through the class looking for a space. Then I realised that there were only mats on the floor and no benches or weights. Then I realised that everyone was looking at me. Then I realised that the previous class hadn’t finished and I’d just walked through the middle of a body balance class. Hoping no one had noticed me, I turned round and walked back out with my head down and stood outside for bit wondering if I could face going back in again at the appropriate time or maybe I should just go home and die of shame but I decided to be brave and stick around for the body pump class. After nipping off quickly to get some more water, I returned to the studio and waited outside like a normal person for the class to finish before going in.

Once inside, I got my usual spot by the pillar (so I can use it to help me balance when we’re doing the bending one leg up with one hand thing) and got my weights.

I hadn’t been for ages and although there were lots of familiar faces, I was hoping no one thought I was a New Year Noob and I wanted to shout out I’M NOT A NEW YEAR NOOB, I’VE BEEN STUDYING LINGUISTICS ON A FRIDAY MORNING SINCE SEPTEMBER AND BELIEVE ME COMING TO BODY PUMP WOULD BE FAR MORE FUN THAN LEARNING ABOUT MORPHEMES AND ADVERBIALS* but I managed to remember all the moves and keep in time to the instructor and apart from the bit where we have to lay on our backs and the abs bit, it was great fun. I love body pump.

Then I went back into the gym and did 20 minutes on the rowing machine and 20 minutes on the elliptical-trainer.

Stats
Cycling: 5.11 miles
Rowing machine: 30 minutes
Elliptical trainer: 20 minutes
Body pump: 45 minutes
People striding through an ongoing gym class: 1
New Year Noobs: 0

*There is such a thing as an adverbial, even if Shaun says my tutor is talking bollocks and making up words. Just don’t ask me what one is, as I’ve forgotten, even if I did get a 2:1 for my essay (just thought I’d stick that bit in…).