Week 25

Days 177-183

This week has been a little better than last. The pound and half that found its way back to me has packed up and left. And I dropped another 2 pounds, I think.

I say “I think” because now these 2 pounds keep coming and going, going and coming.

My workouts this week are still a little guarded. Especially if it requires any pressure on the front of the leg that took the brunt of my fall a few weeks ago. It still smarts. It doesn’t hurt to put weight on it so I am ok on the elliptical. Just no kneeling, or working on the leg lift machine which puts slight pressure on my shins.

Go to the Doctor you say?? HA you don’t know me. They have to come and haul me away under force. I hate going to the doctor more than anything else in this life.

Enough of that…

Gym sightings:

There are these two guys who look like they might be brothers. Both of them are HUGE. I am guessing 400+  pounds each. They get on the treadmill and walk briskly, then they work out on the machines. I’ve noticed them for a couple months. They are steady consistent gym rats much like myself. They give me inspiration.

There is an older man who must  be in the mid 300’s. He too is at the gym every day when I go (now 5-6 times per week). He is hoofing it on the eliptical just like me. He struggles for about 30-45 min and sweats up puddles. He too give me inspiration.

I got on the treadmill a few times this last week for something different. I am still afraid to bump it up to a jog. Mostly now because of my sore shin, but even if that was not an issue, I think I would still be fearful of being flung off the darn thing.

Up and down these 15 times without a stop!!

On a positive note, Holly had me go up and down the stairs 15 times during training this week. I could hardly believe it!! I did it all without stopping and at a fairly fast pace at that!! Last time I did that exercise, I could barely do 3 sets without a break!

Oh yes!!! Improvement even though the scale begs to differ!!

Week 24

Days 169-176

Ugh...I have not lost a single pound in 2 weeks.

Not one ounce.

Worse than that, I GAINED a pound and 1/2.

Just how can that be?

I went to the gym faithfully. On the days this last week that I didn't go, I really didn't need to since I was lifting heavy boxes and furniture helping my daughter move from my home to her second floor apartment. I can't tell you how many times I went up and down her apartment complex stairs. 19 up, 19 down. Up with heavy item, down with screaming leg muscles.

My diet has been fairly good. Not perfect, but good. Lots and lots of salad. Dressing? Sure, a squeeze of fresh lemon, with a drip or 2  (not even a tablespoon) of olive oil , my favorite way of dressing a salad.

And I GAINED weight?

My daughter said she lost 4 pounds this last week. I think some of her homeless pounds came to live with me. They say matter cannot be destroyed. So her 4 pounds had to go somewhere, right? Nothing like keeping it in the family.

I hope I will have progress next week!