Like my mother always said, "Danielle, if your head was not attached, you'd forget that too". Well, today I had one of those forgetful Dani moments that I have come to hate oh so much.
At around 12:45pm I saw it was getting close to lunch time, so I ran to go get my banana for my pre-gym snack. I practically swallowed that whole and before I knew it, it was ten minutes after 1. How did that happen? I rushed down to the parking garage, exit the building and sit frustrated at multiple lights on my way to the gym. At about 1:25 I made it to the gym. This took way too long, it should really only take me five minutes to get to the gym from work, but I digress.
So I bolt out of the parking garage of the gym and run into the bathroom/locker room area. I pull out my gym pants, sports bra, socks and tank top. Hmmm, something seems to be missing. Ah, sneakers!! I go in and I pull out a sneaker, but can't seem to find the other one. I push the sweatshirt I have in my bag around as if a sneaker might magically appear underneath it. No dice. I had only brought one sneaker with me. Who does that? After all that rushing, I forgot my damn sneaker! Ugh.
I contemplate what to do, hands on hips, tapping my toes, feeling embarrassed to have forgotten such a key part of my work out clothing. Then I could hear another woman walking around in the locker room. I sought her out and asked her how dumb I would look if I worked out in my suede brown flats and explained to her my situation. After looking at me and assessing that I was not a crazy person, she politely told me not to worry about it and to just be careful. I thanked her and decided to give it a go with my brown flats.
I walked out to the treadmill, hoping that no one would notice what was on my feet. At first it was not so bad speed walking with out sneakers, but then it suddenly became obvious that this was not going to be easy. My left food, otherwise known as my bad foot, did not like what was happening. It started to feel achy, so I decided to hold on instead of pumping my arms in case it gave out. I made it about ten minutes on the treadmill before my feet couldn't really take it any more. It really is amazing how cushioned sneakers are so that you don't feel all that pain I was feeling.
Next I decided to try the bike, which in my head seemed like it would be super easy to do, but this was also not so great. Why? Because my stupid flats kept hanging off the back of my foot while I was peddling. Not cool. I probably looked so silly to whoever was in the gym behind me. I decided that I would tough this one out for another ten minutes too and then move on to weights.
Thank goodness for the weight machines, because they, I am now convinced, are the only non-sneaker friendly things to do at the gym. I was able to do anything I wanted on these machines with out worrying about my feet. And I think I still burned enough calories to meet my goals for the day. The main thing I learned during lunch is to NEVER, ever forget my sneakers. It is a huge let down and it really puts a damper on the whole working out thing. However with my track record, I am sure I will forget something even better soon enough. After all, it is not a coincidence that Jimmy comes up with songs titled "Forgetful Dani".
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