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AHHHH!!!!

I finally got back to the gym Friday night after work. For most of the time, it was just me and maybe two other people -- and the owners, who were absolutely perplexed by a very loud whine from one of the treadmills.

I went tonight after work: a miracle in itself. Lemme 'splain: I had battled a mild migraine last night before bed and again today from lunchtime on. It was one of those irritating "4 on a 10-scale" pains: not enough to be a full-fledged, "take the good meds and knock myself out for a day" headaches but still irritating all the way around. One of those nagging, just-under-the-surface things. The little brother going, "I'm not touching you, I'm not touching you" while holding an index finger a half-inch from your face. I thought it might have been a hunger thing at first. So I ate the healthy lunch I brought, but it didn't make a dent. I took a nice, lovely, short nap? (And God bless my coworkers for fending off people and for waking me up!) Too bad it helped for about an hour before it all came back.... Nuking a minibag of popcorn? Did the trick. Go figure. Well, that and the Excedrin Migraine I took around 3:00. Makes me wonder what the trigger might have been that led to this one. I can't figure it out. Anyway, by 6:00, I felt good enough to believe that if nothing else, I could hop on a treadmill for a short while.

Normally, weeknights at my gym are like "High School Reunion"; I run into so many people I know from my high school days. Tonight, it was more like "High School Reunion" meets "High School Musical"..... LOTS of teens in there. Part of me was like, "Hey, y'all can get here right after school. Leave the evenings to us old farts." (HA!!!!) But then I thought, "What am I saying? When obesity rates in minors are going through the roof, thank God they're in here doing something good for themselves!" It was nice to see younger people working to take care of their health and their bodies, even if they might not fully appreciate just yet how important it is.

Speaking of.............. There are no words to describe how good getting back to the gym feels. 20 minutes on the elliptical Friday, 25 tonight, and I feel like a whole new person. My head feels clear -- not just physically but mentally clear too. My body feels looser and good. I can't wait for Wednesday morning at o-dark-thirty to work out again!

Who'd have EVER imagined that?

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Nancy said…
Ok, that does it. I'm hopping on the elliptical at o-dark thirty tomorrow am. You are so right, it feels so much better afterward.
I'm so very pumped with WW-I've jumped on and off plan ten million times in my life, and just this past month have decided I WILL DO THIS. Something finally resonated, and 10 lbs later I'm finally in onederland. Also, I got to celebrate my birthday with my granddaughters and eat pizza AND a cupcake, all accounted for with points. Sorry to gab on and on and on, but my real point is that you are quite an inspiration to me. Thanks for sharing with the internet!

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