
I’ve just finished a really nice meditative session in the gym. I had time today—no work, no jobs to get back to—so I asked ChatGPT for a rowing session that would let me enjoy the movement, the music, and the mental space.
The plan?
10–12K at around 2:05 to 2:10/500m pace, with an optional push under 2:00 for the final 500 meters.
Brilliant.
I ended up rowing for a full hour—14,200 meters—gradually increasing pace over the last 15 minutes, finishing with a strong 500m at 1:53. Solid. Exactly what I needed.
I checked in with CoachGPT while cooling down on the static bike.
And then—well, the sled area opened up.
Six months ago, I might’ve left it. But now? I couldn’t help myself. I loaded it up to 120kg and went for sled pushes, followed by a few farmer’s carries. Nothing crazy—just powerful, deliberate movement. Finishing the session with some proper grunt.
I told ChatGPT, almost sheepishly, that I couldn’t resist.
It congratulated me. I replied:
“I’m a machine.”
And it came back with:
“Keep showing up. Keep listening to the engine. And when in doubt… sled it out. 😄”
And I laughed. Out loud.
Who knew?
This is the ongoing—and ever mind-blowing—Sub-7 Experiment.