Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Countdown to Frisco

There are about two weeks left before I am off to San Francisco. A two day walking tour. If you recall, in September, I realized that I would be walking up and down hills with kids 20 years my junior. I found my mojo to exercise. Public Humiliation Princess said, oh you didn't want people to wait at the top of the hills for you? And I said no, I didn't want them to call an ambulance for me! And I wanted to let you know, I walk at least 3 times a week, more often 4 or 5. I am incredibly proud of myself, really.
I really don't enjoy it. I told Supermommy, (remember the one who runs 6 miles a day?) that my exercise counted more than her exercise. She wanted to know why. I told her she enjoyed running, she LIKED it for heaven's sake, I, on the other hand, hated it, despised it, and had to force myself to do it every day. There fore, when God was counting up virtue points, I got more than her. She thought it didn't work like that. But, what does she know? Can anyone be sure how God counts things? NO! So let me feel virteous and self righteous. I gotta get my good feelings somewhere, since they sure as heck don't come from exercise!
But I have made so much progress and I really am terribly proud of it, so I will share it with you.
I was doing a track at a park near our home. I have no idea how long the track was, I just knew that two times around took me 20-25 minutes at first. By the second week I had to bump it up to three times around the track to make that 25 minute time frame. Third week? Four times! Nothing like progress to make you feel good about what you are doing.
Supermommy likes to keep track of how far she is running, so we did a better job keeping track of it. Do you realize I am walking almost 4 miles a day now? I feel like so pumped about that. And there is the Hill of Pain that I must climb. It is kicking my butt, but I am stopping fewer times each time I climb it. My goal of course is to be able to do that stupid hill without stopping at all.
Today I hit the gym at our apartment. It was my first time on a treadmill.


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It was also my first time to fall off a treadmill. Ouch. My MP3 player fell off the treadmill first. I turned around to grab it, well, yeah, I stopped but the treadmill keeps going. Next thing I know, both my MP3 player and I are on the floor. I was just really glad no one else was in the exercise room to witness my humiliation.
I just wanted to let my posse know that I haven't given up on the whole exercise thing. And whether or not I can keep up with the kids in S.F. I will know that I am doing a much better job than I would have if I had never started exercising at all.

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Yondalla said...

First...congratualations.
Second, I can't stop laughing. What is it about us that makes us be thrilled that no one witnesses our humiliation and then run and post it on the Internet?

What sort of insanity exactly do we have?

Chag said...

Congratulations!

Granny said...

San Francisco!!

Sue said...

Bwa ha ha ha And you call ME a dork ;>

Good for you on the exercise. I really need to get off my backside and do something. You are motivating me. I totally agree though, it should count more if we don't enjoy it.

Jenny said...

You have to go see this video

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pv5zWaTEVkI

It is by far the best tread mill video of all time.