After a few false starts I finally made it back to the gym. I used every excuse in the book to avoid it. I had to cancel my personal training appointment on Monday because it was at 7:00 in the morning and I didn’t get to sleep until about 5:00 am. I couldn’t go to Aqua Fit on Tuesday morning for the same reason and then I started thinking about how far away the gym is and how I have driving anxiety. Then this afternoon I debated going to my personal training appointment for an hour or so. I lay in bed and tried to will myself back to sleep so that I could claim that I was too tired to go. When I finally sat up in bed I was feeling too dizzy and too nauseous and I didn’t have time to eat and I couldn’t work out on an empty stomach. Then I couldn’t find my personal training notebook. In the end, none of those excuses worked and I took myself to the gym.
I met my new trainer, Tamar, a man. I expected Tamar to be a woman. It was weird to be measured by a man. I was glad I had taken the time to take a shower when he started measuring my chest, my waist and my thighs. He seems nice. We will be working out again this Saturday and I hope I don’t embarrass myself, but knowing me I probably will. I just hope he doesn’t notice.
I did 28 minutes of cardio. 10 minutes on the treadmill and 15 minutes on the bike with a 3 minute cool down. I sweated. I feel great. I’m impressed that even after all this time I can still do almost 3o minutes of cardio. Yay me!!