Friday, July 13, 2012
When I'm on summer break, I watch Good Morning America. It's a ritual. I have watched it since the days of David Hartman, and I've grown up with it. I've watched it change and evolve into what it is today...
That said, I've also watched how the hosts have changed over the years. There hasn't been one I disliked, really, but I have really enjoyed a few of them.
One that I really admire is Robin Roberts. She's a good journalist, certainly, but I admire her drive most of all. Lately, she's gone through some serious health stuff--cancer, and now the residuals from chemo that continue to make her sick. But she comes to work every day, upbeat and happy, and sporting the strongest arms I have ever seen. Michelle Obama's are great, but they don't compare to Robin's. Throughout all that she has been through, she didn't let them go. They're still lithe and strong... They're beautiful. I mean ALL of her is beautiful, but her arms just stand out--they illustrate how strong she is as a woman.
I want my strong arms back. When I was thinner, I never really thought about them. A friend and I used to do body pump classes and that was when I noticed that not only were they strong, they LOOKED good. I could see definition. I could FEEL their strength from inside, without even lifting anything.
I want that back.
So today, I upped my weight. I'd been using 5 pound weights to do things like curls, presses, and other upper body stuff. I bumped it up to 8 pounds (the only other set of weights that I have) and I *Feel* something... It's not just going through the motions...I feel fatigue in muscles that haven't felt that in a while. Somehow I thought the movement with a little weight was enough...
If, despite everything health-related that she is going through, Robin can maintain those strong arms, I can get mine back.