episode_0081
by fnovelpia***
It’s been two weeks since I started exercising.
Thanks to Mr. Garam’s solid coaching and my persistence, I got used to exercising.
I go back and forth between life and death every day.
Have you ever been afraid of tomorrow since you were in the military?
It was bearable for two days. Since I had experience exercising before, it wasn’t difficult to get into position even though my body was sluggish.
Of course, the range of motion wasn’t great because of the weight.
With the determination to get healthy quickly, he showed a passionate attitude by adding to Garam’s exercise knowledge and asking questions about things he did not understand.
That was my mistake.
It was like hearing Korean while abroad alone. Garim was excited to meet someone he could talk about exercise with for the first time in a long time.
Just as a huge dog runs towards its owner with joy without even thinking about its own weight, from that day on, the intensity of the exercise rose steeply, like riding an escalator.
If you can adapt, the intensity increases.
It’s not like it’s going up little by little. The weight increases and the sets increase.
– Won’t it be hard on your body if you lift it up like this?
– Yes. Just increasing the weight doesn’t help. Rather, you could get hurt.
– But why are you posting this? I gained 10kg since yesterday.
– From what I see, you can do it.
– No, what does that mean…
– Okay, break time is over.
-Hey, Mr. Garam.
– Do not worry. With me as an expert by your side, you won’t get hurt!
My heart is broken. Fuck.
But what’s more annoying is that I’m really good at exercising.
There were no injuries whatsoever other than muscle pain.
In short, everything is fine except for the difficulties.
Having gone through several PT trainers, I had no choice but to admit it after a week.
Mr. Garim is a truly capable trainer.
There was one time when she felt amazing, and that was when she started exercising and was halfway through her first trip.
“Congratulations.”
After arriving at the center around 9 a.m., weighing became a routine.
10 days since her PT. I lost 4 kg in weight.
“Wow… I fell in love really quickly.”
“It’s because it’s early days. Since I ate less dinner and exercised in the morning, I couldn’t miss it. You will easily lose up to 15kg and then reach a plateau.”
she said as she recorded my weight on the chart.
That day, she told me to do less strenuous exercise, saying she would reward me for my hard work, and I was able to walk home properly for the first time in a long time.
Yeah, I should have just been on the computer and slept.
Why… ordered chicken.
Since I lost 4kg, I thought I should reward myself, so I ordered chicken.
When I opened the chicken box containing half seasoned and half fried chicken, there was a shiny chicken lying there.
“This is sex.”
I picked up the fried chicken leg, took a bite, and exclaimed.
Yeah, that’s not sex you idiot.
Sex and naughty. If I knew I was going to be shit the next day, I shouldn’t have eaten it.
The next day, Mr. Garam looked at my face and said.
“Did you enjoy the chicken??”
“Yes… eh?”
Meanwhile, Garam, who had been squatting with 200 kg, put the barbell on the rack and came to me.
Sweat dripped from her forehead, across her cheeks and chin, toward her collarbone.
“Member. Did you eat chicken?”
I felt murderous intent as I stared at him from within breath.
I felt like if I went any further, I would just go to the next dimension, so I opened my mouth and nodded.
“Phew… I guess I have to make up for eating chicken today.”
“Uh, how much…?”
“You don’t have work anyway. After you finish exercising, don’t you go home and rest?”
“That’s true.”
“First, let’s exercise until evening.”
That day, I regretted not kicking her out of the building.
It went on like that for two weeks.
Today, I barely finished Mr. Garam’s program and was sitting at the center’s information desk repairing my worn-out body and worn-out mind.
– Jjung jjung
Holding an iced Americano in one hand.
It is said that drinks without milk or syrup are okay, so you can drink Americano.
Although the fitness center was still empty, Mr. Garam was busy.
Sometimes I go out to put up flyers.
Sweep and mop the center in the morning, lunch, and evening.
The machines provided at the center are inspected once a week.
Although the machine itself was old and management seemed limited, she was doing her best in the given environment.
Usually, when I finish exercising, I sit at the center and kill 4 to 5 hours, but when I go out and walk around, there is nothing to do, and when I go home, I feel lonely, so I end up sitting at the center.
Since I could often chat with Mr. Garam, I had no choice but to choose this.
I talked to her to ease my loneliness, and while she listened to me, she occasionally asked me questions about money management.
“How can I make a lot of money like you?”
“Well…. I guess I just need some luck, right?”
I was a little embarrassed to ask such a question so quickly.
At one point, he said that running a gym was difficult and asked me for advice, but I couldn’t give him an answer right away, so I searched around at home and let him know the next day.
I don’t know if my poor advice was very important to her, but she bent her back 90 degrees and thanked me.
“I have to go quickly.”
She went out to put up flyers and was late today. I threw my Americano in the trash and got up.
It’s already 4pm. I think I can walk home, rest a bit, make dinner, and then sleep.
“What broadcast are you watching today?”
These days, I’m watching comprehensive game broadcasts on Oceania TV. It’s perfect to turn on like a radio, so if you turn on the broadcast and lie down in bed, you’ll fall asleep right away.
As I left the building muttering that, my phone started shaking.
“Is it Hocheol?”
I thought I had received a text message from Hocheol, who was on vacation, and he cried and thanked me. When I opened it, I saw a call from an unexpected person.
– One: Oppa, do you have time?
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