Stood up again

Last Friday I had an appointment with my trainer at 6 a.m. I got to the gym at around 5:15 a.m. and stretched out and did a quick run on the treadmill while I waited for him.

When he hadn’t appeared by twenty minutes after six, I asked to have him called at home. There he was, sleeping in. He’s been late before, and he gave me a free session for being ten minutes late recently.

So he apologized and arranged to meet me at 1 p.m. on Sunday instead. So today I arrived at noon, in time to get my stretching and warm-ups done. I saw Chris, my trainer, on the way in and waved. He waved back, so I know he saw me there too.

I only had 20 minutes for cardio, so I upped the intensity from my regular runs and did two miles in sixteen minutes plus a four-minute cooldown. Total 2.25 miles in 20 minutes.

Having finished up, I went to the locker room to put away my music and the stretching diagrams. When I went back to the office again, he was nowhere to be seen. After paging him, the desk called his cellphone.

Turns out that he thought we were meeting Monday at 1 p.m. That wouldn’t work for me, since I’m working tomorrow. (I’m unhappy about that, but that’s a subject for another post). So he apologized again and rescheduled for tomorrow at 6 a.m. and I went on to have a workout without him.

I don’t like to waste emotional energy on anger, but instead I will have to make it clear that blowing me off is not acceptable.

So, at least I got to the gym today. Did a little running, some miscellaneous weights, and oh yeah! I swam. 12 laps, which by my calculations is 1/100th of the distance I need to swim to do Escape from Alcatraz next year. Good thing I have a little over seventeen months to train.