A while back I proclaimed my intent to sign up at the gym here in Waldkraiburg. I finally got around to doing so last Thursday. I've been in the gym three times now (not including when I'll go today after work) and relishing in the familiar sensation of being sore. Since coming to Germany I've physically tested my body on a number of occasions, but it's nothing like the workload I'm used to subjecting myself to back home. I covet the daily 5 milers and 4+ days of climbing each week that were routine. I've yet to obtain a car and my array of friends lacks interest in physical or outdoor endeavors. This leaves me with limited options for companionship in kicking my own ass at the closest climbing gym or shredding my tips out on the cliffs. That being said, going to the gym (regular gym) in conjunction with running and getting outside on my bike is seemingly a good way to spend my time in between the more lofty outdoor adventures.
However, this regimen isn't likely to feed my appetite for too long. Sooner or later something has to give. Perhaps after a few visits to the climbing gym I'll be able to track down some other loonies like myself to venture into the wilderness with. If that doesn't happen it won't be long before I either start going insane or start planning a solo trip. Outdoor pursuits aside, I'm back to being injury free and my fitness level is rapidly returning. I won't say I'm 'back to normal' since many will argue that I don't particularly qualify for normal. I weighed myself at the gym yesterday on their scale that also tells you body fat percentage. 5.9% with a healthy BMI of 20.5? Yeah man, certainly back to abnormal.
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