Well I decided to really push it and make today's workout count. I am also thinking of hitting the gym before my dr appointment tomorrow and swimming some laps.

I just can't stand the idea of not exercising for a whole week.

Oh noes!

I'm having a medical thing on Tuesday afternoon which will put me out of commission for a few days. That plus the upcoming holiday weekend means tomorrow may be my last workout for almost a week.

I've really gotten in a nice groove. I kinda hate to miss any workouts at this point. I'm always worried that I will slip back out of the habit. I hate losing momentum!

Fail!

I totally failed at cycle class.

At 10 minutes in I was uncomfortable. At 15 minutes, discomfort starting becoming pain.
At 25 minutes in, I decided to bail. My butt hurt, my knees hurt, my left foot was in searing pain and my right foot was going numb.

So yeah, only lasted halfway through the 50 minute class.

That was not so fun.

Sore!

My shoulders are sore from Bodypump class last night. (damn you, pushups!)

I'm getting nervous for cycle class tonight. I'm sure I will be even more sore tomorrow.

Random stuff

I enjoy Bodypump class for the most part. But I hate the tricep section. It seems like my triceps just don't get any stronger. Ever!

I am going to a cycle class today. I have not been on a bike in a while, but I figure I need to be doing at least a little cycling this winter if I am going to survive the tri next year.

I hate that fitness class rooms have mirrors. I hate seeing myself while I work out. How is exercise supposed to make me feel good if I can see how gross I look while I am doing it?

Dedication: let me show you it.

Here's me at the gym this morning in my snow pants. =)

Let it snow.

I am going to attempt to go to the gym in a snowstorm.

I suppose this is not that drastic since I am going to take the bus and not risk life an limb driving a car. But it does mean that I will be bundling up in lots of snow gear just to go work out.

If there were any justice in the universe I'd lose a bonus 5 pounds for dedication.

So close, and yet so far.

So yay, down to a size 22. ( I made it official this week, wearing size 22 pants in public) Which is exciting. One fifth of the way!

But the excitement was short lived. I tried on the pants in the next size down. The road from 22 to 20 looks a LOT longer than the road from 24 to 22. Sigh....