flab to fab

The gym is my time. It is the one place, in this world, where i can find absolute peace, solice, silence... it's just me and my mp3 player... my torn up bike gloves.... and water bottle.

the past few months though have been devoid of gym time. i decided that it was either - ride bikes - lift - or swim. given my anti-social tendencies i decided sticking with group rides was a healthy choice.

and it was.

so now, with the days cooling, the winds picking up and just a few days left before the big exam, i'm thinking it's time to get back to the gym.

yesterday was the first time i'd lifted in a WHILE. i had a long day at work and just was feeling like crap. i knew working out would make everything better. after a good 40 minutes of cardio, i hit the free weights.

apparently though, riding bikes and holding up 1000 page bio books do not constitute upper body workouts. i kinda felt like this lady to the right looks - all flab - no fab.

given the rather humbling experience of starting with 15 pound dumb bells for bench press - YIKES - and maxing out at 20... still YIKES... i realized that i had a lot of work to do before i could look like this chic (see right). look at her military press impeccable form.

oh yea baby. hah!
ouch.

i focused on core - which... cough
ouch.
felt great at the time but hurts to laugh today.

it's ok cause i'm on my way from
FLAB to FAB. then i can be cool like this guy (see right). although he's way too into his hair. that or he is a fresh prince 80's wanna be.

you decide.