Tuesday = Gym

One of our faith goals this year is to hit the gym at least 3 times a week.  We have been doing well for the past year, with the exception of those weeks when we were not well.  Even while we were on vacation, we would try to hit the gym in the hotels when they are available. *Unbelievable*

I was down for the past week with acute throat and ear infection, and along with it, asthma attacks. =(  Since I was feeling much better today, we carried on with our plan to workout at the gym.  We joined the YMCA about this time last year.  It is less crowded and we have a free 10-weeks each with a trainer, though I was the only one who went through the program.  I was actually able to achieve the "goals" I set out at the start of the program. And come 1 year later, I'm still doing well.  

People always say that gym membership is a waste as people usually stop going after a few months, while still paying the dues. Thank God that we were able to persevere. =)  Anyway, back to the present... I was taking it easy at the gym, walking as usual on the treadmill with a book and music in my ears.  This is my view for the 33 minutes that I was on the treadmill today.  I did work up to a speed of 3 with an incline of 6. =) *Happy* 

When you are walking on the treadmill and taking a picture at the same time, 

they almost always turn out blurry. *Duh*

After the treadmill, I went on to strength and here's what I did today.

I will usually key in my workout details on my phone.

I was actually quite amazed that I was able to do so much today, considering my last doze of the antibiotics was on Saturday.  I am actually bouncing back much faster than before, which is a good thing.  For the past year since joining the Y, I have lost a total of 25 pounds without putting them back on, despite still eating pretty much the same amount of food. Granted, if I were to have been more conscious about my diet and increased the intensity of my workout, I would probably have lost double the weight. Considering that I have not exercised for the past 20 years since my injury (that's a story for next time), with just walking on the treadmill (no running due to asthma, being obese and a herniated disc), that is really good progress. For those who think otherwise, talk to the hand!  Hubby told me each time he sees me on the treadmill or doing my strength training, he feels proud of me and my progress.  We are active now and that is so different from a year ago. *Fat Potatoes on the Couch*

As Phil in Duck Dynasty would say, we are happy, happy, happy!