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Updates: weight & interval training

I weighed in Saturday morning for Lifetime. Right at the upper threshold for staying within the free range. I am planning to weigh in once more on Friday morning to see how it's going, but I may just take it this month and RUN, RUN, RUN.......

So I have been doing the interval training on the bike...... Oh. Em. Gee. Kicked my butt and left me for dead on the highway like roadkill. By the end of the 12 minutes, I was right at the threshold of "plumb worn out."

The good news is that the 20-second, totally-flat-out interval took my heart rate into the mid-80s and back to the mid-70s during the 40-second "moderate" interval. WHEW!!!! I'm also trying to determine how I can adjust the intervals to stretch the workout into 15 minutes or even 20 minutes -- not increasing the number repetitions, but the time of the intervals. I am thinking of going from 20-40 to 30-90 intervals instead. Why is that? Well, I feel bad when I "only" work out for 12 minutes ...... but that's another topic altogether, one I do intend to explore at a later time.

The downside? I have *got* to buy some padded bike shorts. My rear end really can't handle much more. Either that, get some sort of pillow for the bike (or a small one to stuff in my shorts). Or a third option of a gel-padded bike seat. The other problem is exercising in full-waist support hose. I don't want all that extra thigh skin flopping around, but I don't enjoy the perspiring in them nor the occasional rash from where it rubs against me. YUCK!! (I know: TMI).

But I'm enjoying the biking, that's for sure! Now, let's see where it gets me in the next few days......

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