After 4
requests and 3 weeks, I got my doctor’s official permission to exercise at the
local senior center. And an appointment
to be oriented. People at the senior
center often look at me as if I’m not really old enough to belong there. I wasn’t sure that I wanted this orientation
from an officious gatekeeper, but it’s the price of admission, so I set up the
appointment.
The officious
gatekeeper disapproves of my shoes (Birkenstock “sandals”), but I insist that
these are the only shoes I can wear and, thus, they are the safest option for
me. My feet won’t slide around in
them. We review my health history, and
he turns friendly & considerate. Not
patronizing, either. He is much more
inquisitive than the younger fitness trainer at the commercial gym about injuries
or weaknesses that may need to be worked around. At both places, I have to sign away my right
to complain (or sue) if unsafe conditions result in a personal injury.
We tour the
exercise machines, finding a baseline for my performance on each one that he
thinks will be good for me. I’m
surprised at how weak some of my muscle groups are, considering how much I’ve
done lately with my cycling & upper body muscles. And I’m very surprised to discover that some
machines at this community center offer muscle workouts that none of the
machines at the commercial gym provide!
I’ve gone far beyond wanting an occasional rowing experience to
supplement my cycling exercise. Now I
want a full active playtime and lots of variety from day to day. I’m wondering how many playtime sessions at
the two gyms I can work into my week, along with cycling for mileage. And gardening. I feel like I’m really on my way!
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