Went to the gym again today! Did 14:45ish on the treadmill. So this time I used the one that has the little electronic track/lap counter on it –I did one lap walking, one jogging at 5.0, then half a lap walking, then half a lap at 5.5, then another half a lap walking, then the final half lap at 5.5! A mile in under 15 is pretty good for me at this point, even it was kind of scraped together. It wasn’t fun but I’m glad I pushed myself a little bit.
Then I did weights, and I raised the weight level on all the machines I did! I was determined to be SORE at the end of the workout, but right now I don’t feel much – maybe a little soreness in my arms. After the weights I did some crunches and ab stuff. In total I was at the gym for a little over an hour.
I talked about it on twitter, but while I was on one of the weight machines, after I had done the aforementioned treadmill, a girl at the gym stopped and asked me how I built up my jogging tolerance. My first thought was quite literally “Are you confusing me with someone else? There’s no way you saw me on the treadmill and then decided to ask me that question” but she was sweet, seemed to be about my age and size so we talked for a quick minute. I told her I started out with only a couple of minutes, and every once in a while added time, or cranked up the speed instead. Haha, and I told her I still hated it. I’m not exactly a motivational speaker. But I spent the next couple of reps trying not to smile. I hope I see her there again.
And come to think of it, I guess it’s hard for me to think of that treadmill work today as a tolerance of jogging, because from my perspective, I spent the entire half lap (both times) wanting to stop, looking under the towel every 15-20 seconds, feeling like I was struggling. But maybe it didn’t look that way? Question Mark??
I’ve never been an achiever when it comes to individual fitness so I struggle with giving myself credit for what I can do…if that makes sense. I’m not good at giving myself credit for gym stuff, I guess, unless I pull a Liz from Biggest Loser and pass out on a treadmill or something. Many people including a licensed therapist have told me I hold unrealistic/unattainable expectations for myself and I don’t even know how to think otherwise.
Okay, this is the internet, not a therapist’s couch (I sat in an armchair, there was no couch to lie on) so we’ll just move along!
*cup of shredded wheat with ½ cup skim milk
*chicken salad sandwich on Pepperidge Farm’s Light Style Soft Wheat
*sliced gala apple
¼ cup of the chicken salad plain :-)
½ cup veggie crunchers
*cheesy broccoli pesto bake – I took a few handfuls of broccoli, sprinkled it with a little garlic salt, parmesan cheese, poured the rest (maybe 1/3 of a cup) of my spinach pesto over top, then added 3 string cheeses that had been grated. Baked for 20 minutes.
It was good, but if I’m being honest, a little on the rich (and maybe too salty) side for me! The pesto was the culprit! Meh.