Feeling Like 30
So I joined a gym. I've never really done this before. Sure I have been to the gym a lot in my short lifetime, but it was either for sports or on the military base. I know. . . I know I was all excited about yoga, but the foot doc told me I have to stop for a while and let my ankles have a chance. Being the person that I am I have to do something. . . so this big, fancy, shinny gym on the corner was calling my name. With the membership I recieved 2 hours with a personal trainer, something else I have never done before. I was really nervous about it, but it truned out to be a real learning experience. The first hour was a physical assessment test with this fancy computer. Turns out I have the body of a 30 year old. . . not something I really wanted to hear. Good news though, I can lose about 6 years (off my real age) if I really try. So to help, I now have Kim. I am still nervious about the whole thing, but excited at the same time. Don't think that this "test" is what made me decide to do this. I need someone to push me at times when I work out . . . I love goup/team exercise, but with my work schedual it's not really easy to make it to classes all the time. So this works. I can work out when I want and I have someone to tell me what my body needs. Plus, Brad always loses some poundage when he deploys, so I've got to keep up :) Hopefully you can tell the difference in the pics I take on the pier with Brad when he gets home. Another key factor is that heart disease is a major prob in my family. Being a cardiac nurse, I really really don't want to end up like a lot of the people I see. I am planning on taking what I learn and using it thoughout life. . . planning key word there, so don't hold me to it. Who knows by the end of all this I may just want to become a trainer myself. It would be nice to work on people who really want to help themselves.
Happy Running. . . or whatever it is you do to keep your heart in shape.
