How to gym with the better half

Well, I took the fella to the gym with me this week. He wants to get fit and I fully support him, as he has me over the last couple of years. He has always been the fitter one out of the two of us. He loves sport and is a great team player, he is doing really well. Of course he didn't realise just how fit and competitive I have become until this...

Wow, she is scary at the gym. As harsh as it sounds, I didn't expect her to work this hard! I don't know why because she has done so well on her weight loss venture. I guess I have always been the sportier of the two of us...I think.

I should start by saying I am incredibly proud of her for changing her ways. But I never realised how competitive she was before we started to go to the gym together! There I am, trying to be the big man and she doesn't even give me opportunities to breathe between reps! Let's just say I have been aching for 2 days now and counting.

I am a stickler when gymming. What is the point in going onto a machine if you are not going to do anything? I think that this is something that he has learnt this week. Between reps I make him trade machines with me. I don't think that he appreciates that. But he will in the long run...I hope.

She has bigger guns them me! Where did they come from? I realised whilst she was on the "boobie  squisher" (yes, she names all of the machines with quirky things she will remember rather than learning the actual names)

Awkwardly enough he laughed at me when I pushed myself with the...oh I can't remember the machines real name! But in my defence, it's not a real work out unless you pull a poo face at some point!

Where does she get off telling me I am doing machines wrong? I let her think that she wears the trousers at home but not in the gym when I am going out of my way to be manly!

I am better with weight training than cardio. I begrudgingly go on the treadmill looking like Kermit the frog, next to the gliding, ginger gazelle that I live with! 

So what have we learnt when gymming together? 
Go to the gym with the best intentions but avoid competitive behaviour...It always starts of as banter...then she shows you up!

It gave me a chance to prove myself. He knows I go to the gym but not how hard I work! On some level, it pushed me, feeling that I needed to prove I knew what I was doing. I think if we went again, we would know what to expect, what each other is capable of and enjoy it more than see it as a competition.

But what do we know? We are just in ReFlab