The Workout

We joined the fitness centre at another of the local hotels recently. Our hotel is great and we could in all possibility spend our entire time here in Qatar in 5 star luxury –inshallah. But our hotel doesn’t have a pool which we felt we really needed. So we joined for three months. You get a swipe card, access to the pool, gym, steam room, sauna, a free tee shirt and a personal fitness developed by the personal trainer. So yesterday while the boys lay by the pool and worked on their tans and sleeping impressions I went to get my programme. The guy is great a small philopino man. He had me work through a muscle strengthening and flexibility programme for about 45-50 minutes. By the time I was finished I couldn’t move my arms. This morning I can really feel it. So I wandered back to the pool area where the lads had awoken and were cooling off. I tried to dive into the pool but I couldn’t lift my arms so sort of feel in sideways. That end of the pool is about 8 feet deep so I was grateful we only worked on the upper body as my legs were able to get me to safety. That was until by body erupted into spasims of cramp… gonna love the workouts.