My husband has been doing weights for ages. He’s not a hardcore workout junkie. It’s just part of his daily routine, to give him a bit of quiet time in the evenings… away from noisy kids, and a wife who’s a little too keen to share the finer details of chargrilling techniques for capsicums.
Anyway. He recently replaced his old set of weights with a new set. I know they’re standard weights, but I really didn’t like the smell of them. I refer to them as the stinky boy-weights, and told him they had to live outside. I didn’t like the look of them either. Only because they made my weights look sissy.
So I decided I wanted a bit of muscle action too. (Really, I’ll do anything that will stop me from being a vegetable in front of the tv for 3 hours in the evening).
I’ve started on a [very] easy routine, followed by a few crunches and yoga stretches. We put on some music. We’ll chat a bit, and I promise not to disrupt the whole “quiet” thing. However, I find I can’t talk anyway, because I always lose count, and damn it hurts when I have to start all over again!