I have been to the gym every day since Sunday. I had not planned on it but why not, I’m not doing anything else. I spend thirty minutes on the treadmill and thirty minutes on the spin cycle. I walk away out of breath and with noodle legs. Today, while on the spin cycle, I must have hit the wrong program because just about the whole thirty minutes I was going uphill. According to my Fitbit, sixteen minutes my heart rate was above 140 beats per minute. About midway into the workout, I thought about quitting. My breathing was hard, I could tell my heart rate was up and my legs started burning. It was then I said to myself, I am not a wimp. I can do this. What I’m doing has got to be better than quitting. After I finished my workout on the cycle, what I felt next was amazing and I haven’t felt like that in quite some time. The fact that I didn’t quit made me feel great. I couldn’t breathe nor could I walk but I felt good inside because I didn’t quit. Tomorrow I work with the trainer for thirty minutes then I’ll get back on the treadmill and cycle again but this time a little less of a workout. My legs feel like they need to heal some.
That’s what I’m talking about, man. Well done!
Fabulous! Well done!