Battle of the Fans

I got a new battery for my heart rate monitor today. It's going to keep me honest. Too bad I didn't have it before spin class this morning. Class felt really hard. I think it was because I was being grumpy at all the people who like having the fans on. I don't mind the air moving around in the room, I just don't like it blowing directly on me. I lost the battle today and it gave me an ear ache.

Trying Something New

I took a master spin class today for continuing education credit toward my certification renewal. It was a great, sweaty class about using spin for strength training. The instructor, Jim Nugent, went off on a tanget about weight-loss while discussing pacing and heartrates. He and I spoke after class and he gave me a challenge to work at a lower intensity for a longer period of time over the next twelve weeks. I have nothing to lose and love to spin so I promised to e-mail him regarding my progress. This isn't a new concept, but one I'd like to try on the bike.

Flux

I've decided not to be discouraged. My stats have remained the same and I did spin twice last week. So, this week's number just means my body is in flux.

It's Good to Be Home

I got my butt up out of bed this morning and went to spin. It was good that I went so I could learn how to use the new microphone. I agreed to sub next week. Nothin like going from nothing to teaching in two weeks. I'll have to go in a few more times before I'm ready for that class.

I was really worried this morning that I was going to, I don't know, be a in a foreign land and not speak the language. But as soon as I clicked my shoes into the peddles, it felt like home. It was such a relief. My lungs protested for about the first 15 minutes and then settled in for the ride. I think if I use my inhaler earlier before class that I'll be fine on the next ride. I rode the class profile, but backed off on the tension. I'll be sore, but it's a good sore.

Blip

So, not a great weigh-in this morning. This last week wasn't a great week. I don't think the gain is truly representative, but then neither are most losses. It's always a fluid thing and the best the scale can do is give me generalities in trends. What this weigh-in does do is emphasize the need to get back in the habit of exercising. I think I'm finally getting over this lung businesses. I have a continuing education spin class on August 9th. I'd sure like to not go into that completely cold.

At just about ten pounds down, I can't say I feel it's an accomplishment. I don't feel any sense of pride by going from unable to even wear my largest fat clothes to being able to just about breathe in them. "Hungry" and I are no longer enemies, but we are still not on speaking terms.

I Think It's Time

I think it's time to start exercising again. It was actually a little hard to climbe the stairs this morning. The last dregs of this pnuemonia are still hanging on and it scares me to think about taxing my lungs to try and move more. I'm also scared of the slow down in the rate of my weight-loss. I know that's crazy talk, but I also know it will slow down. Muscle gain, increase in appetite...all potential program killers. If I could get over having to do my hair and spending the day itching from chlorine, I might even start out swimming. Swimming sounds fun. I love the water. I hate the idea of myself in a swimsuit. The pros and cons battle around in my brain while I sit still in my bathrobe at 11:00 am.