I had my gallbladder removed three years ago. Since then I have put a whopping thirty pounds on my already "more to love" frame. I have tried to steel myself to strictly diet but I love food and I have no willpower when it comes to good eats. Additionally, somewhere in my 30's, my metabolism came to a shuddering halt. I have found a solution (maybe).
This lovely place, is a place of torture. However, my willpower has gotten me there every day this week. I am scared to get on the scale because if my weight has not changed, I may attack the muscle bound stud at the front desk. Every muscle in my body is screaming, I am exhausted.... Add the final insult- I spent 1 hour on the treadmill walking very briskly- 4.5 miles per hour..... with a skinny (90 pounds soaking wet) chikadee running rapidly on the treadmill next to me. Is it bad that I wanted to trip her?
4 comments:
gyms are torture, in more ways than one.
keep it up. it's good for you. i'm trying to get back into the workout habit myself. 4 days and counting. ;)
i would have wanted to do the same thing, LOL!
good on you for going to the gym! i've got to start exercising. ugh.
I still have baby weight to lose...
These days I'm trying to walk with the stroller, but when it's so cold, it's hard to have the willpower.
Keep going...!
You know that commercial where the guy says "treadmill on" and then bangs his head on the bar? instead of tripping her you should just turn off her machine...
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