I had a few things to do before I went back to the Gym (including watching a movie – it is my day of, after all! I had a little bit of popcorn during the movie. I left to go back to the Gym. I bought a bowl with me as I worried that I might vomit as the popcorn didn’t feel as though it had gone down very well at all…
He got me walking up the stairs with a medicine ball and when I got the top, I lifted some weights above my head (20 times) I then had to bring the ball back down the stairs (with the ball) and back up again to lift the weights 18 times. He got me to do this until I only lifted the weights 2 times but he added a few extra stairs in here and there. I was puffed but, not as buggered as what I normally am.
He headed over to the treadmill and I announced that I wanted to run. It’s something I’ve thought about doing for a while but I didn’t want to not be able to do it for more than 10 seconds and have to stop and have the possibility of looking like a tool. He asked me if I was sure and then bumped the treadmill up to 7.1kph. I was running. Well, very fast jogging but, I was doing it. I couldn’t believe it. It felt so good. I did this for a minute and he stopped the treadmill. I felt like crying. I had actually just ran. There was not a lot of time to think as he got me doing some more weights. In between bi lat pull thingys, other weights where I lay down and push the thingys up and high fives, we went back on the treadmill. I ran again! We then went and did the same set of weights and I ran, once again. I got up to 7.5kph. And it may have been higher as Michael was increasing the speed (I didn’t look as I didn’t want to know how much I was doing!).
I felt like I was out of that scene in Rocky where he has run up the steps and he knows that he is the shit.
So, it’s now 8pm. And I’m still on a high from what I achieved today. It may not seem like a lot to some people but, for me, it is such an amazing notch to put on my fitness post ;) I can’t remember the last time I willingly ran anywhere. A few weeks ago, I did a quick jog across the road to the Chemist (it was either that or be hit by a car) and I jogged into the house today as my delivery from Harry’s Rocky Road arrived (not recommended for people wanting to lose weight but oh so good for a treat – www.harrysrockyroad.com.au) and I wanted to get it from the front step before Brad did. Cross Country would have been the last time I did any running of any substance. I am so proud.
I love this feeling. I love the feeling of achieving and succeeding. Being motivated. And determined. Getting the results that I have wanted for so long. Reclaiming my life. Looking at my Kids knowing that I am striving to be here for as long as I possibly can for them. To be a Grandmother (and if God permits, a Great Grandmother!). Anything that you put your mind too is possible. How you get there is up to you.
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