Update

Again, I'm sorry I haven't  updated in over a week. Last week was a crazy week.

Monday: July 23 The Norm.
I went to the gym and completed my hour of cardio. The same as always (since my last change) 3.2 mph and 7.0 incline.

Tuesday: July 24  1....2...Freddy's Coming for You
I did my 60 minutes of cardio and then hit the machines to begin my chest workout. My first machine was the  Pec Fly. I sat down, set my weight and began. The pain was terrible. My chest felt like Freddy Kruger was ripping his claw through it. I only felt the pain when I was doing the exercise. When I stopped, there was no pain. I sent a text to my trainer to see if it was normal. Unfortunately, I didn't get the immediate response that I had hopped for. I thought for a minute and decided to continue with my workout. Since the pain was not constant and it felt more like a 'sore' pain, I kept going. After the Pec Flys I did not have anymore pain. Turns out, I was still sore from last weeks chest workout. Last week, I did my chest workout on Friday. My body didn't have enough time to rest before this weeks workout. I finished my workout with Ab Crunches (20@75 lbs x4)

Wednesday: July 25  The Ball!

I tried to get to the gym an hour before my training session so that I could get my cardio done before hand. I was 15 minutes late so I only did 45 minutes of cardio before my session. My trainer must have known this because he had me so more side step running.

We started in one of the racquetball rooms. I did side step running (that is what I'm calling it) while throwing a 10 pound weight ball back and forth. I was sweating so hard, I looked like someone dumped a bucket of water over my head. A 10 pound ball doesn't 'sound' heavy, but man, it was tough. Catching the ball wasn't a piece of cake either. It got heavier and heavier the longer we did it. Not to mention almost catching it with my face several times, thanks to my lack of coordination. Next, I had to take the ball and do squats with it. While coming up from the squat, I had to throw the ball as high as I could (which wasn't very high). We then began to do the squats while tossing the ball back and forth between my trainer and I. I now have nightmares about the racquetball room (haha). After that, we did a few machines. We started with the rear fly machine. My trainer decided that it would be fun to do power sets. Oh yay! After doing a set (15) of rear fly's I had to  immediately go to the pull down machine and do a set of those. The only rest I got in between the two machines was the short walk to and from the machines. They were right behind one another. After we finished the workout, we went to the desk to schedule my next appointment. During my workout, (begin sarcastic tone) my trainer gave me some fantastic news; I get to use the stair master for 10 minutes a day. This time, I couldn't talk my way out of it. I guess 10 minutes won't be that bad; Will it?

Thursday & Friday: July 26-27  OMG My Face!
I will start by letting you know that all week I was fighting a bad case of "chapped face". The creases of my nose and the areas around my laugh lines were chapped and it bothered the crap out of me. While at home, I would keep globs and globs of lotions and chapstick on my face. The lotions did not give me relief for very long so I would wipe my face off and place a cold wet rag, or ice on my face. That gave me incredible relief. Until I took the rag off. All it ended up doing was making my chapped face even worse.

I was miserable all week at the gym because I couldn't keep anything on my face without looking like an idiot. I put a small amount of lotion on before my workout but I sweated and wiped that away after my first 5 minutes of cardio. I ended up wetting the end of my hand towel so that I could use it for my face every few minutes. To everyone else, it just looked like I was wiping the sweat off my face. To me, I was getting a tiny bit of temporary relief.

Thanks to the gobs of Blistex Med that I put on my face, I woke up Thursday morning with a giant cold sore above my lip. I have been battling those crappy cold sores all my life. I get them a couple times a year. When the weather changes drastically or if I get extremely stressed out. This time it was caused by a chapstick over dose. After looking in the mirror again I noticed that the cold sore wasn't my only problem. My face had completely broken out.  I have never in all of my 28 years had a problem with acne. I would get the occasional pimple on my face but never more than 1 at a time. That morning, I had 12. Needless to say, I did not go to the gym. I spent a majority of the day in tears and afraid to go anywhere. The bumps stung and itched and my entire face felt tight. I spent a lot of Thursday in front of a mirror looking at the bumps. I convinced myself that they weren't pimples. They were something worse. I was convinced that they were tiny little cold sores all over my face.  I decided that if my face wasn't any better the next morning that I would call my doctor. Thursday night, rather than smothering my face in lotion, I washed it and went to bed fighting the urge to put anything on it.

Friday came and my face was the same, except that a few more bumps had appeared. Again, I didn't go to the gym. I called my doctors office and they were able to squeeze me in later that afternoon. I show up for my appointment and finally see the doctor an hour later. The wonderful doctor (not my regular doctor, but one I like much more) gave me prescription for some oral medication for my cold sore. He included refills so that the next time I felt a cold sore coming on, I could start taking them and it would begin treating it before it even appeared. THANKS DOC! Then he looked at my face and told me that they were not cold sores. Thank god! He informed me that more than likely, they were a bacterial infection from all of the stuff I was putting on my face (I was using about 5 different products for my chapped face). He gave me a steroid cream for it. I left the office and headed to pick up my prescriptions. The Medicines worked GREAT. By the end of the weekend, my face had cleared up and my cold sore shrunk to half it's size.

I haven't been to the gym this week but I have been going for walks with my son around the neighborhood. I am very self conscious about my cold sore and I'm waiting for it to get a little smaller.