My commute was long and annoying this morning, like that of most New Yorkers who commute: this time, two and a half inches of rain overnight appear to have flooded part of just about every subway line (and chunks of the commuter rail). Since we live at the end of the A line, at least I sat in an air conditioned train for long periods, instead of standing on an air conditioned train or a heated platform. (The train took long enough to depart that most of those who got on at Dyckman Street had to stand.)
Once I got to work, the day went smoothly and unexcitingly, as did an after-work trip to the gym. I'm much happier at my home branch; I don't know to what extent they actually have a wider range of equipment than other branches of this gym, and to what extent I've built a routine that uses the equipment they have, for stuff that could be done with other gear if that's what I had available regularly. Using the same hardware consistently also helps me calibrate whether I'm doing as much, more, or less from one workout to another.
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Once I got to work, the day went smoothly and unexcitingly, as did an after-work trip to the gym. I'm much happier at my home branch; I don't know to what extent they actually have a wider range of equipment than other branches of this gym, and to what extent I've built a routine that uses the equipment they have, for stuff that could be done with other gear if that's what I had available regularly. Using the same hardware consistently also helps me calibrate whether I'm doing as much, more, or less from one workout to another.
( gym numbers )