The Crazy Lady at the Gym

One of the things I love about Korea is the plethora of affordable gyms all over the city. Ever "dong" (neighborhood) has its own community center with a basic gym. My dong's (hahahahaha...ok, Nicole, you are not 12 years old) gym is pretty nice and the treadmills are choice. I bought my membership on Monday and started Operation: Running, with the goal of running a 10K in under an hour in the fall.

To start off, I'm using this guide in order to do the first two miles and then I'll do a 10K training program. I've been good this week in getting my ass into the gym. I skipped on Thursday because of a dinner party and Friday because of a massive hangover but I went on Sunday so that's 5/6 of the days I was supposed to go. Not bad. My knee hasn't bothered me, I can already see a difference in my body, and I wore a slutty dress last night and it looked bangin'.

The problem is that in the past week, I've become the resident Crazy Lady. Tuesday, I bought a bottle of wine and stuck it in my purse to save the plastic bag. I forgot about it and when I went to the gym and got out my membership card, the little old lady at the desk saw the bottle of wine and busted out laughing.

The bigger cause for the Crazy Lady title, though, is my gym work-out iPod play list, titled "Run Foxy Run." I need super up-beat music to get motivated but I can't seem to stop dancing along when I'm on the treadmill, especially with the K-Pop. Worse, I started singing out-loud to one song without realizing what I was doing. I got Looks.

This coming week, I am going to try my best to be nice and normal. We'll see how it goes.

This song is awesome. Another Charles discovery.