Fun At The Gym: The Old Folks Break The Equipment

We have been trying to go every other day, but sometimes it just doesn’t work out that way. The last time we went, I overdid it, and then did some more stuff at home, and I couldn’t get up out of my chair for a couple of days. Today, we finally went back to do some walking and bicycling again. We both did fine on the tread mill, each walking about 4 minutes. Fabgrandpa went to do some of the machines that work on the muscles of the back, and I went to ride the bicycle. I made it 5 minutes, which was my goal for today.

I went over to the machine that Fabgrandpa was sitting on, trying to figure out how to adjust the seat part so it would go back far enough for him to get his feet on the plates where he would then push with is feet to work his legs.  He finally figured out that you have to pull the pin out, then back up some, and put the pin back in a different hole. So, he did that, and started the exercise. The first time he pushed back with his feet, the steel bar that holds the seat in position fell off onto the floor, with a loud clang.

It just so happened that this was the first time there were a lot of other people at the gym the same time we were there. Because, once Fabgrandpa took his feet off the footplates, the seat would slide all the way down to the end of the platform. He would have been stuck there forever, because I wouldn’t have been able to get him off of that thing.

One of the young men, who had just bench pressed 315 pounds, came over and pulled the seat, with Fabgrandpa sitting on it, all the way up to the other end of the platform, so I could put the steel bar back in place. We were all laughing so much, it took a minute to get the bar back in the right place.  I know this won’t happen again, since we both learned how to adjust that particular machine.