A week ago I started using the treadmill. The first day I walked 1/2 mile at 0% incline & 2 mph. My knee (with the torn/sprained ACL & MCL) felt like it was nothing but jelly. The next day I made it a mile - 1/2 of it at 2 mph and 1/2 at 2.5 mph. It took me about 30 minutes to walk that mile.
Then I spent 3 days cooking for New Year's Eve and didn't walk on the treadmill.
Today, I walked a mile again. 1/2 mile at 2.5 mph & 1/2 mile at 2.8 mph, all at .5% incline - and did it in 23.32 minutes!!!
Woo-hoo for me!
Not where I was. Not where I want to be.
But better than I have been these last 3 months.
And it is encouraging to shave time off that mile.
I'm forcing myself to drink water. I have a low tolerance for it. But I know I need it.
It's hard not to think about food at certain times of the day - breakfast, lunch and supper especially. But I am trying to break that thought pattern. I know I need to eat, but I want to make the wiser choices, and eat better - as well as eating less.
I'm going to make an appointment with my new doctor. I need a complete check up. Praying for excellent reports, and a complete "ok" to exercise and lose weight.
I think it will be both a discouragement & a help for me to be weighed at the doctor's office. Document it. I think about what it will feel like to go back in a month and be re-weighed, see less numbers - - I HOPE!
I will work at it seriously for 3 months. If I don't see some pretty good numbers, then I will ask about help. But I really want to do this by myself - FOR MYSELF.
Momma, you're not fat. You're fluffy!
These were the words of my precious little girl one day many years ago. The innocence of a child. The words both stung my eyes, and warmed my heart.