I did my weight program. That went ok. I don't think I really lost anything there. Then I got on the bike. Oh, the bike. I knew better than to even try to run. After my (unplanned) walk in the park on Saturday, I knew that sitting would be best. I programmed a 20 minute interval workout. I was doing ok. And then the guy next to me did what he was supposed to do and cleaned his treadmill after use. My chest started getting tight. I coughed through it. Then the man child on the other side of me bathed his bike in the stuff. Aaaaannnd the bike ride was over. 10 minutes. Bleh.
If I can move, I'll go back again tomorrow. Maybe I'll go during the day when there are fewer people (although the gaggle of testosterone-laden man-boys was amusing. If they had feathers, they would have been preening them for each other.) That August 5K is creeping closer and closer.