Feeling Fantastic!

Another week has past and again, I forgot to update my blog. I'm getting really good at forgetting about it. Rest assured, I have not been forgetting about the gym and my goal. Since I hit my 20 pound mark, I have lost 4 more pounds I am really excited about that. The closer I get to my goal, the happier I get. Last weekend, I was able to fit into a smaller pant size. I was also able to wear some of my cotton shirts that shrunk in the dryer (the same week that I bought them).

I went back to the gym on Monday, after a week off. I tell you what, I felt it! I'll be damned if I'm going to miss a week of gym time again. I felt like I had never been to the gym a day in my life. I started with my cardio workout. I started with 10 minutes on the Stair Master. I'm not going to sugar coat it; I wanted to die!  I finished my cardio with 50 minutes on the treadmill.

On Wednesday, I had a training session. I got to the gym later than I planned so I started with 40 minutes on the treadmill. I figured that I could do my 10 minutes on the Stair Master after my training session. We did a leg workout. While I was on the leg press, he got curious and wanted to see how much I could actually lift with my legs. We got to 345 lbs before we had to move on (we only have 30 minutes per session), but he is convinced that I could do more. Hopefully, he won't want to find out how much more. After my session, I headed to the dreaded Stair Master. About 3 minutes into it, I felt extremely nauseous. I got down and sat on the stairs for a couple of minutes to see if the feeling would pass. I wasn't feeling any better after 5 minutes, so I headed home. If I was going to get sick, I didn't want to do it at the gym.

I went back again on Thursday. The entire way to the gym, I was talking myself out of doing the Stair Master. I was attempting to convince myself that I just wasn't ready to add it to my workout. I had also decided that I wouldn't mention it to my trainer. He didn't need to know. Besides, I didn't want him to tell me to do it anyway. That was the plan anyway. I saw my trainer as soon as I walked into the gym. What was the first thing I did? I told him about the damn Stair Master. What did he say? "Do it before your workout". I have no idea why I opened my big mouth! Why couldn't I just say hi and keep on walking? Honestly, I think I did it because part of me knew that I needed to get back on that Stair Master. It was my way of making sure that I did it anyway. So, after I put my stuff in my locker, I climbed on the Stair Master and did my 10 minutes. Then, I did 50 minutes on the treadmill and my chest workout. When I finished my entire workout, I looked like someone had dumped a bucket of water over my head. I was sweating so hard that my pony tail was soaked. Despite the sweat, I realized. What I did at the gym that day (including the Stair Master) wasn't all that bad.

Friday I went back again to complete my back workout. I got on the Stair Master with no problems and then followed it with the treadmill. 

I don't hate the Stair Master as much as I did when my trainer first mentioned it. Don't get me wrong, it is tough. 10 minutes may not sound like much but it sure does feel like an eternity. The time did seem to go by quicker each day. I'm actually looking forward to going back tomorrow.