Visited the gym today for the first time in over three months. I didn’t actually exercise, just used their whirlpool and then their steam room. It left me with a good, cleansed, relaxed feeling – a little respite from all the stage aches. There’s something going on with my elbow that’s either a deep bruise or a muscle strain; can’t sort out which yet.
Despite the fact that I didn’t work out, I’m really glad I made it. I want it re-introduced as a regular destination on my circuit – I did my cafe writing, my walk around the park, more writing at the library…adding that stop at the gym is a statement. There’s a broader purpose than exercise – it’s the place where I tend to my health, and it’s crucial to keep that in the mix.
Nine shows down, nine to go.