The Power of "I Can"

I totally kicked my ass today at the gym.

I have never been so tired from a workout; tired, hungry, thirsty, and yet so revved up for tomorrow.

In addition to my 2 miles on the treadmill and 15 mins of elliptical machine, I threw in 3 sets of 25 crunches and 2 sets of 12 modified push ups. I also did 2 sets of 20 back arch thingees (I can't remember what Dave used to call them, but I liked them...)

On the treadmill, my 3.0 MPG's was feeling slow today, so I went for 3.3 MPG's. Not a huge difference, but enough for now. On my second mile, I walked at a slight incline, also at 3.3 MPG's. Hoping to get to 3.5 or more MPG's by the time the summer is over. Walking fast is fun after dragging my mom around at her slow pace all summer!

After my workout I drank an entire 32 oz bottle of water and scarfed my granola bar like I'd never eaten before in my life. I then ate an entree-sized salad and some leftover homemade beet salad (one of my better ideas, I must say...) with similar vigor. I am still hungry, but trying to save up points for dinner. I'm thinking I want some of the yummy steamed chicken and veggies from the chinese place tonight, and maybe a cup of egg-drop soup. I'd say I earned it!

I pushed myself today, harder than I've ever pushed before, and my body responded beautifully. Yes I am tired and hurting and hungry, but I DID IT. And I will keep doing it.

Because I can.

25 years of always being the slow one in gym class, the girl who can't keep up, the girl who sits on the side instead of playing soccer with everyone else. That girl is no more.

Because now, I CAN.

A whole new outlook on life, inspired by a couple week's worth of progress at the gym.

Amazing.

If Dave could see me now, he'd be beaming. I know I am!