Reunited and it feels so good!

I haven't seen David in almost a year, not since my surgery.  For several months he didn't even cross my mind.  Then as I started back to the gym regularly I'd see his name and get to thinking.  Part of me wanted to go back, but part of me was ashamed for him to see what had become of me since last summer.

Remember David? The gentleman who seems to have trouble counting reps all the way to 12 (1, 2, 3, 3, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 7...)? The man who believes I can lift more than I think I can (and is always right)?

As fate would have it, a friend noticed the flier for Women On Weights this morning, and I - being the glutton for punishment that I am - volunteered to register if she did.

I spent plenty of time today wondering how WOW would go.  Would I be able to lift weights in the evening after starring in the role of Mom all day?  As always when it comes to fitness challenges, I wondered where I'd end up in the (non-existent) rankings.  I felt like an old dog coming out of my broken down dog house: a short-legged, big-jowled bulldog with a spikey collar but nothing to back it up.

Smith squat: I asked David to add more weight to the bar, and I heard some ooohs from my classmates.  And I felt some confidence come back.
Inclined chest press: I asked David to add more weight to the bar.
Leg press: I heard one of my classmates ask "Has she done this before?"  And I thought to myself "Why yes.  Yes she has.  And just watch what else she can do."

And then I was back and I had so much fun pushing myself to do more, all the way to the finale of upside-down crunches.

WOW - I'm back!

Dear Diary: Runner

Dear Diary,

I like jogging.  Even though it's practically a rain forest here this morning - even the newest batch of baby midgies were wearing swim suits at the track - I went to the track this morning and did my thing.

The 5K training program started Saturday morning (I'm sure there's room for anyone who forgot to sign up -- you know who you are.) and already I'm gaining confidence and a positive attitude.  When I faced a monumental struggle (putting on nylons) Saturday afternoon, I didn't question, doubt, and give up.  Instead I just made it happen. J

This morning at the track I didn't question whether I could finish my homework assignment.  I just did it, and then did a little more, just because I could.  JJJ JJJ JJ + J