Happy St. Patty’s
March 17, 2008
I started out my lucky St. Pat’s Day by hitting the gym, which is one of the things I miss the most when I’m touring. Hotel gyms are fine, but I need my space and the gyms are usually tiny rooms with workout equipment packed in. Anyways, I work out at my local community recreation center, and lately it’s been a little uninspiring. Now there’s no way to say this without offending my elders, so I’m just gonna come right out with it. There’s a program at the rec center called “Silver Sneakers.” Translation = old people sweatin’ it out. Now pumping iron alongside an 85 year old grandma is starting to wear on me. It’s like staring at the inevitable aging process. And you may be aware that I’m training for a marathon now, so nothing is worse than running around the track behind people using walkers. Even worse, the sight of sweatpants with bunchy underwear underneath. (or are they Depends?) Regardless, it’s disturbing. I need some hot people with ripped abs and a tight ass to look at while exercising. My husband disagrees…he likes being the most ripped guy in the gym. So today I saw an elderly woman donning a lavender sweat suit (with a turtleneck underneath) and she was sporting some supa-fly shamrock shaped, green sunglasses and leprechaun earrings. Wow. I should let her know about the costume at left…maybe next year she’ll whip it out. Now that would be a sight at the gym!
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Hey Erin, the lavendar leprchan is my neighbor- seriously- I saw her yesterday! I completely understand the need for some eye candy at the gym, it seems that lately I’m saying “I hope I look like her when I’m that age!” instead of being empowered to look good now!! But I bet you felt super fast running around that track!!
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Anyhow - Believe it or not - I am a registered SIlver Sneakers instructor….. crazy, I know… when I took the class I thought I was going to be doing something good for myself and my grandmother and learning some crazy new fitness info for the geriatric group — really all they taught me was how to do everything that a young person does, but slower and/or in a chair while listening to music from the 1920’s…. NOT COOL. Add to that the the instructor trainer taught the class like we were five year olds - I was going crazy, I mean these people might be OLD, but they are not STUPID. Needless to say I haven’t actually taught a class yet — I just can’t bring myself to come up with routines to Ira and George Gershwin tunes.