‘I f******g hate running!’ said the lady running next to me.
I couldn’t agree more.
My legs were as heavy as lead and my lungs were on fire.
I’m that guy who is so lazy when the monster chased me in my dreams as a kid I always let it catch me rather than run. Here I found myself running with no one chasing me. That’s because I was last in the group.
On the bright side, they were not making me do more push ups.
I think I hate push ups a bit more than running.
I’ve always thought joining a gym was for people with too much money on their hands.
I can always go running myself to stay in shape. Besides, who can spare R300 a month? Daylight robbery!
In my spare time, I listen to podcasts. Sometime in December last year, I was listening to a Planet Money episode about gyms and fitness clubs. The focus was on the economics of low cost gyms. How they make money by getting you to sign up then gently persuading you not to show up.
I felt vindicated. I was even more justified in not joining a gym.
But then I thought about it a bit more. The whole point of the episode was saying joining a low cost gym was shooting yourself in the foot. And what’s a low cost gym? Those R300 places I thought were overpriced.
That completely flipped my perspective around.
It was all interesting from a purely academic point of view. I wasn’t considering a gym anyway, low cost or otherwise.
‘Now 16 more push-ups!’ the coach shouted. His name is Mark, but at that point I hadn’t asked him yet. In my mind, he was my tormentor.
I wanted nothing more than to lie there on the mat, at peace with the world. But the guy wouldn’t leave me alone.
1 2 3 4…by the time I got to 16, I wanted to cry.
‘Take a short break, then do 20 more before the clock runs out!’ Mark roared before walking off to bother someone else.
Note to self: If you have never been in a gym before, it might be advisable to go with a regular gym before going Crossfit.