So, if you read my previous post, you know I had planned to go to the gym today. I was packed; I was ready: locked up at work, hopped in the car and was ready to roll. Turned up at the gym, pulled into the carpark… very few cars. Was it the time of day? Was it because it's winter? Hmm…
Walked in, desk girl greets me with a big smile. "Haven't seen you in a while". "No, no... got lazy". "Are you here for the class? It's not on tonight!"
I have mentioned (more than once I think) that it’s winter right now. And that means illness. So Jeremy, who runs all the classes, had to cancel.
I was so ready to go! Kelly was going to meet me and ….. No class. I even joked to Danielle (the reception girl) that it's not allowed to work like that. I finally got myself all geared up to go for the first time in months and the class wasn't on.
Even though it was past dusk, I decided I really wanted to exercise. So I quickly drove on home, threw on some trackpants and a jumper and headed out for a walk. It was much too dark to go the route where I ran on Sunday, but I still decided to go for a long walk. I was making good pace too, under the streetlights. There was one section of the footpath that went behind houses and was unlit, so I slowed down there. Overall, I added another 4.18km to my 100km challenge. Hooray!
So, I'm going to keep everything packed and ready, sitting in the car, and will go for Thursday to the gym. It's Fitbox. Some cardio, some boxing techniques. I've only ever gone twice before. Once earlier this year, and once two years ago. It's a tough class, but I'm going to do it!