1/12/10

Well, it is day 3 of my first week of this 90 day (or so) journey to increased fitness and culminating in running my first 5k on April 17th.

I felt like I could barely lift my legs today. LOL and I had class all day. Getting up at 5:30AM, class from 7AM-11AM wasn't bad. Lunch with a brother was fun, but I was out of it. I was so exhausted that my eyes kept crossing and I didn't know HOW I was going to make it through the day without falling asleep in class. My 1PM class was long, but a friend came and sat next to me and helped me to not fall out. It was much appreciated. Then in my 3PM lab, we were practicing set-ups for adjusting. I used the opportunity to let my partner set up... which, in reality, functioned as a pretty good stretching session for my tired muscles. My professor for the 5pm lab was a no show, so I got to go to dinner early. Some friends and I went to Wild Wing Cafe' for some wings. Gotta love "2fer Tuesdays!"

After dinner, I came back to my place, where my workout partner was waiting for my "20 minutes late" self! She is so patient with me and I REALLY appreciate it. What awaited us? Dr. Fred, Dr. Nicki, "Jersey" Dr. Dan and Mrs. Kim Roberto demonstrated MaxFit workout #2... (37 left)
Two-speed pushups (harder than Dr. Fred made it look in his demonstration)
Medicine ball squat jumps
Weighted warrior to lateral raise
Romanian split squats (during which I very nearly fell over twice)
Chin ups
and Dead lifts

I pushed myself again, but I feel better after this workout than I did after the first. Could my body be responding already? Hopefully, that is the case and I will be able to walk tomorrow! LOL

On a very personal note, it is very hard when you are on this side of what I see as "a mountain of fat" to not focus on how big the mountain is, or how far you are from the top, or how steep the climb seems. I am trusting God and just taking the next step. For me, the next step is to get back on the treadmill again tomorrow, even though my trip there last night was a bit embarrassing. Even though I was the only one in the room, my performance on that daggone treadmill felt shameful.

Father, I thank you that self-control is not a fruit of MY EFFORT, but is a fruit of the Spirit... a fruit of your presence in my life. Help me to trust you and to take the next step in faith, just as I have taken this one in faith. The results are up to you. You told me not to be weary in well doing, because I would reap a harvest if I did not give up. Please make that Biblical concept a reality in my heart and in my body. In Jesus' name, Amen.