Chemogym

Posted on February 12th, 2008 by Cam.
Categories: Let's talk.

Those who know me well understand the affiliation that I have with football clubs and working out in gyms. I just don’t give a flying rip for either. And given that today is a down day, having trouble walking and being tired in general, you can imagine my shock when I found myself standing in Claremont Football Club this morning with my sweat towel and training shoes on.

Chemo Gym. Not for the faint hearted. I am sure people were standing in awe as they watched my repetitions, curling my arms to the tune of 1000g (a kilo in the old money). The sad fact is that this is the activity that I worked up to. I spent a good 5 minutes on the exercise bike initially on level 3 to get my blood racing before attempting any intensive weight routine.

The most humbling of exercises I completed today was on the multi-purpose machine (I think they call it something else). There are very few things that say ‘you are unfit’ more than completing 20 repetitions on a piece of gym equipment while the weights are actually disengaged. I was there. I have set a new baseline in my fitness benchmarks.

The people that run this gym are sensational. They are all volunteers who assess how your body is going and provide a program that will keep you fit and build you up to get you though chemo. There were about 20-30 people there all at different levels of fitness, I apparently stretched the outlier factor as soon as I walked in the room. I think I was the only person that was there that went to the post office after the workout to pick up walking apparatus.

The sticks, by the way, are fine. But they did come with a compass and snow shoe attachments. Bonus.

6 comments.

Cuz Adam

Comment on February 12th, 2008.

Thats strange. I thought one of the main characteristics of all the men from the Harris/Brown/Shiner was that we all had ripped and chiseled physical conditioning.
Maybe we should all go down there, budgie smuggler attired, and show them how real men work out. James, bring your x-box. I’ll bring the c-c’s and fanta.

Guy in the hot pants and sweaty tanktop

Comment on February 13th, 2008.

Liz, I want you to buy Cam a yellow t-shirt and some iron on letters. Once you have that, go home and iron this slogan on the back of Cams shirt. Make him wear it to the Gym.

“I maybe on chemo, but I still look hot”.

It’s in your genes to be at the Gym. Look at how buff uncle Cavan is. What about your dad, John ‘the Rock’ Harris? Grandpa Wilson was absolutely ripped. Then there’s aunty Eva who would drop and do thirty pushups at any Christmas family event.

Last, but not least, what about uncle Gym?

Cousin Sal

Comment on February 14th, 2008.

Hi Cam,
I know you never hear from us, but we are there somewhere in the huge background of people supporting you and praying for you, and laughing and crying with you.

What sheer motivation and strength of will to get into the gym! I feel fine and it’s probably the last place on earth you’d find me. I just want to know if you have to give them a “No Hurl” guarantee before they let you in??????

South Georgia Redneck

Comment on February 14th, 2008.

Cam, I know a guy (goes by the name of Bonds) that has this great stuff that you put under your tongue. You then become an incredible specimen, and people will call you “Beastly Man” when you walk into the gym. Let me know if you want the hookup.

francsis

Comment on February 14th, 2008.

serously who gives a flyin rip about football?…………

GO RUGBY “All blacks” all the way n basketbal yew

wow cam in a gym “cough cough” haha

glad to hear ur feelin a bit better

keep it up camo

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