Two words: recumbent bike. No, stay with me here, because this is pretty much the most beautiful thing ever. The recumbent bike (that one at the gym where you sit with your legs out in front of you) is one of the few cardio machines that make it easy to hold a book. Because you aren’t bouncing up and down (stairmaster, treadmill, or elliptical) or weaving side to side (a regular exercise bike), you can easily focus on the page.
So, the recumbent bike is a good place to read at the gym. But wait, there’s more! If you’re like me, when reading at home there’s all sorts of pesky distractions. There are family members looking at you puppy-dog-eyed, wondering why you aren’t paying attention to them. There are chores, tsking from the kitchen and laundry room, making you feel bad for not being productive. And there’s the evil television, luring you away to zombie-land.
But the gym has none of these distractions. You can sit on the bike and pedal away and feel NO GUILT about reading. In fact, you can feel virtuous (and who doesn’t like that?). After all, you aren’t just reading, you’re getting fit – and the books help take your mind off all the unpleasant sweating and so forth.
Now, it’s true, the recumbent bike does not provide the most rigorous workout ever, but it’s low impact and a great supplement to other exercise (I ride it 3x a week and run 2x a week)…or, even if it is the only exercise you do, it’s a heck of a lot better than doing none.
I’ve read ten books in the last two months, all on the recumbent bike. I’ve also lost a few pounds and feel more energetic (which means I’ve got more get-up-and-go juice to write, do chores, work, and pay attention to my family).
I told you it was beautiful.
steve
Swearing off of internet usage for a 6 hour block of the hearth of the day is another way to get time for other, more satisfying, activities. I have read 2 books in the last week since you told me you were doing that and I followed suit.
Thanks – you are a great mentor!
Amy
I couldn’t agree more!!!! And I also know what you mean about those puppy-dog-eyed spouses. As soon as I pick up a book, it’s “why aren’t you paying attention to me?” HA!