My parents live in a gated senior community in South Florida. During my training period, I went to visit them.
It wasn’t hot and the sun wasn’t out either, so I decided to take my training in doors. I ran my allocated three miles on Thursday and needed to cross-train on Saturday. I decided to run a mile to warm up and then weight train for an hour or so. I usually train with a trainer in New York, but since my schedule has been so hectic, I decided to do it on my own in Florida.
My father drove me to the gym in his complex. I wore my new Brooks blue shorts and spring coral top. I was excited to wear it outdoors because up north it is way too cold to wear shorts to the gym!
I felt very young here. I was surrounded by people in their 70’s, 80’s and 90’s. It was actually crowded in the aerobics room, where they had 12 treadmills (but very tiny ones), a couple of stationary bicycles and two air bikes. Most of the people were on the treadmills.
My dad came with me. He road the stationary bike for five minutes and said he had enough. He left me there. I continued on my journey and ran one mile and then weight trained.
As I was weight training, I noticed that there was a picture of an elderly woman demonstrating the correct position on the machine. At my gym, it’s a younger man demonstrating, so I found this interesting. Then I wondered if there is special equipment for seniors.
My focus was on my legs. I needed to build them up so that I can run this Half Marathon in NYC on March 20.
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