Yesterday I went to the gym after work. I was so proud of myself! I went on the rower for five minutes, the eliiptical for 10, the treadmill for 15 and the bike for 10 for an even 40 minutes of cardio, then I did some toning with the machines. I lifted 14kgs on the tricep lift thingy, and my leg presses were the 6th plate (I don't know how much each plate weighs, must check that). I felt so much fitter and stronger after that visit because I had done something positive for my fitness.
Then today, I got new scales. I thought I had lost 11kgs all up for a current weight of 113.3; the new scales tell me I weigh 124.6. I am DEVASTATED. I know it means that I originally had a higher weight than 124.8, but I don't know how high it was or how much I have actually lost so far. I have lost weight, and I can actually feel the difference, but it seems so much harder to quantify without the scales. I'm all about concrete evidence and tangible results.
Sigh. I am walking my dog tomorrow (was gonna do it today, but I was too upset and feeling too fat to exercise - logic, huh?). When the boy's mother gets the details of the engagement party, I am going to make the invitations. I am a crafty one.
I want to do a pump class when I am awake early enough one day.
Tea time soon. Argh, this new-scales business has really dropped my mood.
Sunday, October 7, 2007
Monday, October 1, 2007
Wish me luck!
It's 5:14am. I've been awake since 3am and couldn't get back to sleep, so.... I'm going to the gym for the first time! There is a circuit class at 0605, so I am going to that. I think. Or maybe I'll just go to the gym to suss it out. Either way I am GOING.
Update: It's now 7:12am and I am back from the gym,eating my protein-rich brekkie. It was both better and worse than I thought. Worse because oh my god, I am SO unfit and could barely do any of the things they were doing. Better because there was a lovely, lovely girl who came up to me, said hi and told me it would be OK. She said she had joined a year ago at 120kgs and now she had won the gym's Body For Life challenge. She also helped me out on some of the trickier moves and gave me little tips to get through it. Thankyou so much, nameless blonde. It's because of you that I will go back again.
The circuit class I did was 45 minutes long, and at the 20 minute mark, I was totally ready to leave. I was hot, sweaty, my pulse was at 160 (not that bad, considering how I felt and that my maximum heart rate is 196) and my muscles were totally fatiguing. But I stayed, and I adapted the moves I couldn't do to ones I could. I made it!
On Thursday I am going to an orientation (because I'm backwards that way) at 10:30, so I can learn to use the machines and things and not look like a doofus falling off the treadmill. Also so I can use the gym for things other than classes. Their timetable is not really convenient to me - most classes I want to do are at 6:05am, and at that time I am either sleeping or at work. Never mind, I can still do them occasionally.
Now I am exhausted and I still have to go to work this arvo.
Update: It's now 7:12am and I am back from the gym,eating my protein-rich brekkie. It was both better and worse than I thought. Worse because oh my god, I am SO unfit and could barely do any of the things they were doing. Better because there was a lovely, lovely girl who came up to me, said hi and told me it would be OK. She said she had joined a year ago at 120kgs and now she had won the gym's Body For Life challenge. She also helped me out on some of the trickier moves and gave me little tips to get through it. Thankyou so much, nameless blonde. It's because of you that I will go back again.
The circuit class I did was 45 minutes long, and at the 20 minute mark, I was totally ready to leave. I was hot, sweaty, my pulse was at 160 (not that bad, considering how I felt and that my maximum heart rate is 196) and my muscles were totally fatiguing. But I stayed, and I adapted the moves I couldn't do to ones I could. I made it!
On Thursday I am going to an orientation (because I'm backwards that way) at 10:30, so I can learn to use the machines and things and not look like a doofus falling off the treadmill. Also so I can use the gym for things other than classes. Their timetable is not really convenient to me - most classes I want to do are at 6:05am, and at that time I am either sleeping or at work. Never mind, I can still do them occasionally.
Now I am exhausted and I still have to go to work this arvo.
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