*~* TGIF......Happy Friday *~*

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Registered: 09-18-2003
*~* TGIF......Happy Friday *~*
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Fri, 07-09-2004 - 6:06am

Good morning fitness friends-


Every time I think that the week has gone by fast it means that the years are going by fast too.


 








 

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Registered: 04-21-2003
Fri, 07-09-2004 - 4:02pm
Just did my 2nd session with my personal trainer. And then I even swam a whole lap (there and back again). First time since I was 17... I think it helped to have a swimcap on. I know that sounds really weird but, it did.

Anyways. I'll post my workout with check-ins...

Weekend plans - my daughter is off to a girlscout campout all weekend - so I plan to bike with my son this weekend and try to get the house in some kind of shape... and work on editing that I'm supposed to be doing. We'll see. Dealing with my ex gets me down - we're both, erm, polite, but it's still hard - for both of us.

Anyways - just got a call from Sweden - Alex on the cell phone to tell me he loves me and misses me. It was so wonderful to hear his voice.

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Registered: 04-21-2003
Fri, 07-09-2004 - 4:15pm
"""And it helps to know that you each have weeks where you don't get everything done, too. I like knowing that you are all committed to health and fitness but I also like knowing that you each slip a little bit, too. Does that make sense? You keep me going but I'm glad to know that I'm not the only one who doesn't get all the exercise done that is planned?????"""

Oh YEAH does that make sense. It makes it so much easier for me to keep coming back when I know that I'm not the only one who slips up, that we all do it, even the most motivated of us. And that we *can* come back without anyone thinking bad of us. It's *so* reassuring that I can get past my own guilt and perfectionism and get back on board.

I'll add my thanks to the board for being such a great source of motivation.

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Registered: 04-21-2003
Fri, 07-09-2004 - 4:42pm
Wow. I like the way your mind rambles. Mine kinda does the same kinda things. Although, when I started out, I would *never* have dreamed I would think that way. When I was first working out and trying to lose weight, I *dreaded* having to exercise and counting calories and everything. I could barely complete the *warmup* on my step aerobics tape and I would be winded and exhausted. I used to whine "I can't live like this forever" and literally cry about how much work it was and how I feared having to do it for the rest of my life.

Then I would get up and do it anyway.

I can't remember exactly when the switch happened but I think it was the day that I could actually see a shadow of where there was starting to be some muscle. Or maybe it was the day that I realized that my cutting calories gave me a perfect excuse to eat food I really loved (like eggplant) that my family didn't like. Or maybe it was the day that I was doing something else and suddenly realized I could feel the muscles working and that it felt *GOOD*.

I am learning, for the first time in my life, to love my body - how it moves, how it feels when I'm using it. I didn't love my body when I was skinny cuz I wasn't fit, I was a wimp and just happened to have high metabolism - I had no stamina or strength. I did love being pregnant - that my body was creating a miracle, but the body itself was just the vehicle.. . Since I started working out a few years ago, I actually learned that my body itself is worth cherishing, caring for, loving, appreciating.

I love being able to bike to my son's ballgame last night and be able to say "oh, that's only 4 1/2 miles, that's not far". I love being able to get in the pool today for the first time in 17 years and overcome my fear to actually swim a lap, and know that my body is up to it, and it's just my panic that I need to work on (fear of having an asthma attack - I haven't swum since I got diagnosed with asthma back in the military). I love being able to pack suitcases for our trips and know that I can carry them, and put them in overhead luggage racks on trains without having to ask some guy to do it for me.

And, I have to admit, I love the endorphins that I get when I've been doing heavy workouts.

Anyways - great ramblings...

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