I went to the gym today, it was pretty intense. The Boyfriend has been bugging me for months to go with him to work out and I’ve been avoiding it. Why? He used to row for his college, in Oxford. Yeah that’s right, a rower, I’m dating a rower, for Oxford. He’s in really really good shape, the first time he took his shirt off was like that scene in Crazy Stupid Love. I don’t really do exercise. I like to walk, walking is fun, walking is the way I lost all that weight, I digress.
Obviously we hit the rowing machine’s first. That was a challenge. I’ve tried them before but I’ve never really understood how to use it properly. Boyfriend obviously being a pro was a really good teacher, being super patient with me even though I’m sure I was pretty bad. He said encouraging things and was awesome the whole time, that was pretty neat.
Then I went on the treadmill and did some steep walking that was a lot of fun. I really enjoyed that part.
I’m not sure how often I’m going to do this, but I had a lot of fun with him.