What began with a couple of dumbbells, an exercise mat and a Power 90 DVD has mushroomed into a small gym. Only thing missing is the sticky-counter juice bar and the same-sex group showering (neither of which is remotely appetizing now).
Some days my wife must wonder what goes on up in our Bonus Room. That is where I work out to my P90X or Insanity DVDs. I also have a yoga mat which I use when torturing myself trying to duplicate a series of yoga routines (or asanas) on the P90X yoga dvd.
I also bought (and try to use) a pull-up bar that I hang in the doorway of our garage office. I use this tool to fool myself into thinking now that I can actually do a handful of pull-ups or chin-ups. As an adolescent I never could, but somehow now at age 56 I am convinced a pull-up championship is in my not-too-distant future! I am brought back to earth whenever I actually see someone in shape actually knock out 10-20 pull-ups. Impressive.
Whenever I use my garage pull-up bar I have to be keep in mind that my wife could arrive home at any time during my workout — which means she could command the garage door to open! About four months ago I was struggling with a particularly vexing wide-grip pull-up when the garage door sprang to life just a couple of feet away from my contorted form. Nearly wrenched my back on that one!