
I made it to the gym this morning! As usual in January, it was crowded, and somehow I got onto a treadmill that had a display that was waaaay off – putting it on 3.7 mph ran me off my feet, and 2.0 was a very brisk walk. So even though I walked longer and faster (and even ran for a minute), I couldn’t really gauge total distance or calories burned.
Running felt good but I don’t want to push it too soon. I need to add some weight work to get my leg muscles in better shape — stress fractures occur when there’s a lack of cushioning muscle to absorb shock, and I do not want another one, ever! Okay, I lied. When I ran I felt my tummy BOUNCING. And I don’t mean the internal organ, I mean my belly fat doing that chuggedy-chugga thing. That’s what I get for wearing low-waisted pants on a treadmill. Oh, and for eating a pan of brownies unwisely this week.
So this brings this week’s exercise total to Monday, Friday and Saturday — only 3 days out of my 5-days-a-week gym goal. I’m really determined to make next week a better one. The good news is that I have a few friends who have joined the same gym recently so I’m going to try to meet up with them at various times on different days. Sometimes guilt over not showing up when a friend is involved is a good motivator!
(lazy kitty pic from icanhascheezburger, of course)
Let me know if you ever want to meet at the gym… it would kill two birds with one stone, or whatever…