Saturday, July 16, 2011

my first excursion to an english gym

1. i took a weightlifting/squats/abs class, like i take back home.  with the music on, the instructor could very well have been speaking german.  no clue what she was saying, and i couldn't lip-read her english accent very well.  i copied the woman in front of me and was a half step behind everyone the whole time.  AMATEUR HOUR.
2. um, they use barbells instead of free weights.  and they're in kilograms, not pounds.  and i have no idea how much the bar weighs.  all of this came together to mean that i used more weight that i usually do and about two-thirds of the way through the class i was like "i may die right here, right now."  but i didn't.  whew.  now, can i lift my arms over my head?  no, no i can't.
3 (unrelated). it is raining.  properly raining.  the english way, where it's not raining terribly hard, but it has endurance and will keep this up all day.  this is our first rainy day since i got over here three weeks ago, so i can't complain too much.  but yuck.  (i guess i am complaining.)

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