This Sunday, I went to the gym at 10:30 PM. I normally don’t go to the gym so late at night, but I was getting tired from doing my homework, still had a lot more to do, and needed a pick-me-up. As I expected, the gym had little to no people when I arrived. I went up to the second floor, and to no surprise, I was the only one there. I went on one of the treadmills, started walking to warm up, and then put my headphones on. But the second I turned on my music, my headphones started to shock me. I then went to grab onto the treadmill– right where the metal heart rate monitor is– and it shocked me, too. Turns out, it could have been from the wires rubbing against the nylon of my clothing or the dryness of the environment.
Because my headphones were shocking me, I spent my entire thirty minute cardio workout listening to the sound of my heavy breathing. I’m the type of person who needs to listen to extremely hype music when working out, as I don’t feel motivated otherwise. However, being alone on the second floor of the gym and only having my own footsteps and breathing surround me was kind of… peaceful. I didn’t have lyrics distracting me, and I realized that I’m actually able to think about things and let my mind wander when there isn’t a voice screaming in both my ears. Instead of trying to run to the beat of some song, I was running to the rhythm of my feet hitting the belt. The thirty minutes passed by way quicker than I thought, and I consider it to be one of the best runs I’ve had. In the future, I think I’ll try and run without listening to music more often.
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