Backwards

Jumping on (gingerly stepping on) the elliptical machine at the Rec Center, I made my way for an eighth of a mile before my workout partner noticed I was walking backwards on the machine. Was I doing that intentionally? It didn’t occur to me to go any way other than safely, which apparently was backwards. (Much like when I walked uphill pre-hip replacement – backwards alleviated the pain.)

When water walking I always go against the current, backwards for most people. And those endorphins that are supposed to engulf you after exercise? Nada. I come home and immediately want to fall into bed – as I did yesterday. I used to run at night in college, right before bed. Slept great. When I did yoga, I had to brush my teeth before starting, so that I could drag myself into bed and fall asleep. And who doesn’t read a magazine backwards, by the way?

I don’t know where the endorphins are, but I do know I’ve always done things a bit backwards. No need to add your comments to that one.