My girlfriend Gaywynn gave me an hour session with a personal trainer as a birthday present. I had been whining about not being in shape. This was very nice of her, and it was also a handy way of shutting me up. Actually, I was looking forward to it. At my age, which is 77, I need to do anything and everything I can to detour the rapid degradation of my body. Note to people my age or thereabouts: staying away from a mirror is extremely helpful.
So glad I pushed the button for “let me suggest this post” after reading The veiled lady and the bird man. I couldn’t help but giggle while reading. So, now you know how it feels to “feel heroic.” I suppose there will be another story about how your next session went?
Richard, you summed it up so well. Making yourself feel like a hero. My "smart watch" is doing the encouragement in basic English: "Good job, you walk 3 miles today. Go for walk again soon."
Thank you Richard. Well done. Nice story. Reminds me of Park Place where we used to play squash - always a good workout. You felt great afterwards. Almost like a hero !
Very funny, and very relatable. I've noted the approval-seeking tendency in myself, in Pilates classes and in fitness classes in general: a longing to please teachers, no matter what the subject matter is, that stretches back to nursery school. (My parents were both teachers. Could there be a connection? Nah!)
And it's funny how far a little positive reinforcement goes, even with us fully formed senior adults. My own personal trainer, now a personal friend as well, with whom I've been working out for six years, told me recently, "You have a good butt, but we need to firm it." I basically tuned out the second half of that comment and zeroed in on the first. I have a good butt! Me! Who knew?
Thanks again for a great post. I can see the NY Times publishing it in their Tuesday health & science section. Please consider submitting it!
Well. The head is yours, you decide. (smile)
So glad I pushed the button for “let me suggest this post” after reading The veiled lady and the bird man. I couldn’t help but giggle while reading. So, now you know how it feels to “feel heroic.” I suppose there will be another story about how your next session went?
Richard, you summed it up so well. Making yourself feel like a hero. My "smart watch" is doing the encouragement in basic English: "Good job, you walk 3 miles today. Go for walk again soon."
Une bonne lecture du matin!
Hahah! So funny and so sweet. We're all little boys and little girls inside (some more than others?).
Thank you Richard. Well done. Nice story. Reminds me of Park Place where we used to play squash - always a good workout. You felt great afterwards. Almost like a hero !
Make it an hour fifteen. It's pretty crappy outside, perfect day for a long nap.
This makes me want to lie down for a nap. But thanks for letting me live vicariously through you. I feel in better shape already.
Very funny, and very relatable. I've noted the approval-seeking tendency in myself, in Pilates classes and in fitness classes in general: a longing to please teachers, no matter what the subject matter is, that stretches back to nursery school. (My parents were both teachers. Could there be a connection? Nah!)
And it's funny how far a little positive reinforcement goes, even with us fully formed senior adults. My own personal trainer, now a personal friend as well, with whom I've been working out for six years, told me recently, "You have a good butt, but we need to firm it." I basically tuned out the second half of that comment and zeroed in on the first. I have a good butt! Me! Who knew?
Thanks again for a great post. I can see the NY Times publishing it in their Tuesday health & science section. Please consider submitting it!