April 13, 2010
No, I have not died, nor have I fallen off the face of the earth… I took a break from the gym to fly to Oregon for my son’s 3rd brain surgery, and have brought him home with me. But this is not the reason I have not been at the gym or blogging, MY KNEES HURT!
March 15, 2010
I have heard exercise is supposed to improve your mood. I was hoping I’d hit the gym, get on the treadmill and be all happy like freakin’ Snow White; doves landing on my finger, Bambi and Thumper running along side of me and little sparrows tying bows in my hair. I got squat. Where are the endorphins?
March 12, 2010
KAPOW! I kicked it up a notch, again, on the treadmill today. I went back to 40 minutes, all at 3 MPH… however, today I did 2 sets of 10 minute intervals GOING UP HILL at 4.0! “Holy heart failure Batman!” (yes, he really said this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bHjRwCu6yBY ) and no, no one actually had to perform CPR…
March 11, 2010
I have discovered that what motivates me on the treadmill is slowly changing… It’s no longer for a hot, rockin’ bod (ya, like that’d happen anyway) or cute clothes (that aren’t designed for old ladies, made of polyester, and only found in my size in mail order catalogs), but for a whole new realm of opportunities that I had written off as “not possible”…
March 10, 2010
WHOA!!! I TOTALLY ROCKED THE TREADMILL TODAY! Master of the machine, slave to none, kicked mechanical booty! I FEEL LIKE WONDER WOMAN! I wrapped my knee for the first time and then found the incline button of doom on the “beast” but conquered it all! Now, keep in mind this whole euphoric experience did not come without it’s own set of challenges: ever try to use an ace wrap on a squishy triangle?
March 2, 2010
After yesterday’s discovery that my heart rate is lower with exertion I was sure to monitor it frequently today (with a big cheesy grin that had everyone in the gym wondering what in the world I was so happy about).
Same as before… you know; push the little flashing heart thingy on the treadmill’s dashboard, grab the sensor handles, find out what your pulse is. I had been walking at 3.0 MPH for about 15 minutes, my heart rate had been stellar for several readings and then it said I was DEAD! What a buzz kill!!!
March 1, 2010
I got up this morning, totally psyched to have my first weekly weigh in! I pee’d (every ounce counts you know) took off my slippers, balanced the beautiful, gleaming scale to 0.0 and carefully balanced myself in the very center. WHAT THE HELL?!!!