Thursday, June 26, 2008
Well...where to begin. I was up to walking 60-70 minutes on a treadmill everyday (or almost), then I came down with pneumonia back in February. I can't believe how much strength that sucked out of me. I tried a couple of times to get back on that treadmill and it seemed I could not breathe. I am mostly frustrated that I let that illness allow me to give up. I gave up on spark, logging weight, got back up to 157 and figured just don't log it. I was down to 144. So finally when I hit 149 I went back in and updated my weight. Who was I hiding it from anyway, certainly not me or my clothes.
Oh well, I am still not back on my treadmill, but I started walking with a co-worker, first one lap around at lunch (1 mile), then one at break and another at lunch. Well the co-worker went on vacation this week and I continued two times a day anyway, already have one completed today.
Not only that I got a recumbent bike and started on that this week too... I ride a regular bike outside sometimes, but this allows me to get studying in and still excercise, so I kind of like it. I am not sure why I feel this treadmill is my enemy now, I am going to have to face the music and get back on it... I just know I will be struggling, but I am up to walking 35-40 minutes a day now without the treadmill, just not in one spell.
I wish I could understand why I am so angry about that treadmill, but I don't. Go figure, anyway, I feel like I am back to feeling good and the walking each day isn't bothering my breathing and I have actually lost 9.6 pounds... so I should be happy right?
I think I am content...just not happy.