So last night I started back to my workout regimen at the gym. I was as nervous as a cat in a room full of rocking chairs. I'm not sure if I was scared I was going to hurt myself or if I was afraid to see how bad out of shape I had gotten in the two months I had missed. I felt like this lovely lady below. Very unattractive and fleshy! HaHa!
As it turned out, everything went just fine. I did what's called Body Pump. It's a class that you use weights and work out most all of your muscle groups. It's always been one of my favorite classes. My favorite being spin, and it's going to be a little while longer before I can attempt that one. I was so sore today and was moving rather slowly. By the end of the afternoon, it hurt to sit on the toilet. My thighs were screaming! It hurt so good, though.
Tonight I thought I'd try another class. This one is called Body Combat. It's loosely based off of mixed martial arts. I lasted 40 minutes. Before surgery, I could do the entire class and possibly Body Pump before or after that. It's just going to take some time to get my stamina built back up, and I'm actually okay with that. I'm trying to love my body, because it's been through a lot, and has done a lot these last two months.
Anyway, Ross gave me this really neat watch/heart monitor for Christmas. I couldn't wait to get back to working out so that I could try it. Well, I think I'm going to need to find a rocket scientist to help me figure it out. Whoa, is it
com-pli-ca-ted! I thought I figured it out today, but that thing was sounding all kinds of alarms while I was exercising tonight. Maybe I can find a You Tube Video or something to help me get it figured out.
So till next time...