I have to admit that I’m nowhere near being the gym junkie I was about four years ago… but I’m still pretty chuffed with myself, fitness wise.
Yesterday was the first time that on my second visit to the gym in a week, that I was able to ride on the bike for the full 45 minutes. It doesn’t seem like much but considering I could barely make 30 mins every time I popped in for a second visit, I’m going to celebrate this little victory. I also managed to push myself through more weights; I think the frustrations of yesterday helped me out with that. “I might have a few more kilos on me but I can lose that – what are you going to do about your face?” has been one of the few choice slogans that have been playing in the back of my mind. Hehe.
And today, sore triceps aside*, I am mostly recovered from the gym and am not hobbling around the office feeling sorry for myself.
*admittedly though, yesterday was my first time resuming my triceps weights. Heh. I hate tricep exercises with a passion.
So I’m pretty happy with the little progress I’ve made so far. Of course, I’m still mostly impatient even though I know full well that it will take time to get a rhythm going and to see results. I just have to keep telling myself that every little bit helps and that I’m moving in the right direction.
I’m super proud of the hubby as well – he played sports four times last week and so far this week, it looks like he’ll be having at least 2 games. Hopefully, we’ll both be good and head into the gym on Saturday morning before what will probably be an indulgent Christmas dinner, courtesy of his office.
I’m also taking pride in the fact that I’m being a better eater. I make it a point to have a high-fibre breakfast of oatbran every morning and I’ve been a bit of an anti-carb nazi at dinner with the hubby. I still have snacks in my drawers – they aren’t the healthiest (they’re usually nuts of some description, coated with different flour-based coatings) but at least it’s a shift a way from the unhealthier chocolate bars and even-more-processed biscuits that I used to have. Also, thanks to my filling breakfast, my snacking habits are better – I don’t snack because I think I have to, I snack because I feel hungry.
Fingers crossed, I’ll be able to fit some pilates in next week. Can’t wait to see my old instructor! And then hopefully, I’ll be dragging the hubby to pilates with me… hehehe
Step by step, we’re getting there our way and on our own time. Every day we’ll go from strength to strength and build a better relationship, just the two of us. I’m excited.