I’ve been going to the gym for over a month now, maybe for six weeks? So far I’ve gained around two or so pounds.
Well, that feels like a I’m going backwards. But hey, I’ve gained something I do want: ten minutes of running. I phrase it like that because I break my running up into 2 or 3 bits in one 30 minute walk. Usually I start with a two or three minute run, walk it off and then try to run the rest in a second run, though at times I break it up into a 3rd run because I’m to the point of near death.
Today! But today, I ran 5 minutes, and then 7 minutes. Yeah! One of the benefits of the treadmill, for me, has been identifying some of the incorrect ways I step and run. This morning, I noticed that I was kicking my legs back more. Up until today, I think I’ve been doing more of a jog than a run, but I’m calling it running anyway.
- Gym, 5 days a week
- Running, 10 minutes of my 30 minutes on the treadmill
- Getting my weight under 200, so, 199.9
Mostly I’ve been making it 4 days a week, except last week when I went only twice (stinking Aunt Flo and sick kids). I’m getting my ten minutes in on gym days, but I would like to get up to running those 10 minutes 4 days a week, even when I don’t make it to the gym. Also, I’ve gone from 227 to 229, which is my cool, but I’ve been told I look like I’m getting more fit, so I’ll take that.
More important, I’m getting more out of my days, feeling better, and going to the gym is helping me to get some quiet, alone time.
Did I mention that I have to get up at 5 or 6 to go to the gym so I can be home before my hubby goes to work and before the kids all get up for the day. Ideally I have to be there before 5:30, especially since I attend a class at the gym on Wednesdays and Friday, when I attend a class that starts at 5:30. After being up with our 3 year old til almost midnight last night, due to her ear ache, I elected to get up at 6, for going to the gym. Thankfully, hubby doesn’t work today, so I had more flexibility for my return time, but not too much time, since I had extra kids arriving before 7:30. 😮
In conclusion (sounding adult-ish there), I’m making progress. I’m afraid that I’ll stop going and give up again. I just can’t afford to do that anymore. I don’t want to keep buying bigger clothes, I don’t want to have my feet keep hurting everyday. I want to give my kids a better example of healthy than I have been. I want to be able to do child’s pose without having to move around my belly.
Positive changes here! Thanks for reading.