Oh Yeah, I Rock

That subject line is said with a cheeky grin, of course.  Not that I’ve ever worn a cheeky grin or would recognize it if I had.  But it sounds appropriate.

So you all know that I bought a treadmill, right?

Did y’all hear any cussin’ tonight?  That would’ve been me and that would’ve been why.

We finally got the treadmill put together on Sunday.  Let’s count:  Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday.  That’s five.  Five freaking days that I worked out in a row!!

Here’re the stats so far:

• Sunday – 61 minutes
• Monday – 55 minutes
• Tuesday – 35 minutes (okay, no comments!)
• Wednesday – 59 minutes
• Thursday….well, you’re gonna have to wait to find out.

Wednesday night, I spent a great deal of the time editing my post from yesterday and watching Agatha Christie’s “And Then There Were None,” which is a fantastic movie, by the way.  The rest of the time, I restarted “Lbs.” (yes, for the fourth time, but we already covered that yesterday). 

Earlier today, I mentioned to a friend that I was looking forward to night five on my treadmill.  He suggested that I challenge myself with a 21-day challenge.  All I have to do is work out for 30 minutes (get my heart rate up) every day for 21 days.  So I figured, what the hell, I’m already on day five.

Tonight, I decided that I would finish “Lbs.” while I walked.  My goal was to do about 45 minutes or so.  At about minute 35, I was thinking things along the lines of “kill me now” and “f-ing hell.”  Yes, I’m not afraid to drop the f-bomb from time to time if I need to, and tonight I needed to quite a bit.    I was also pushing myself a lot harder than usual – fluctuating between higher and lower speeds and messing with the incline (just walking really fast, though).  But somehow, I was able to break through that barrier, that “wall.”  I even bumped the incline up to 8.0 for a couple of minutes.  Ha was that funny to see, I’m sure.  Luckily, no one was around and I didn’t do that for very long.  I don’t think I’ll try that again.

Unfortunately for me, the movie wasn’t as close to the end as I thought.  Of course, it wasn’t because I didn’t want to see more of the movie, but I was ready to get my ass off that damn machine.  But by that time, it was a point of pride.  I’d said I was going to finish it out and I was.  I finished it right at about 77 minutes.  (Confession:  I did fast forward through a couple of seconds toward the end because the scene always disturbs me.)

Now, we’ll see if I can move and/or walk tomorrow.  Right now, I’m trying to keep from getting a cramp in my foot.  Oh yeah, and I definitely need a better pair of shoes.

Don’t worry, I’m not going to push myself too hard too fast (though I did push that barrier a bit tonight – but I just wanted to see if I could do it) and am probably going to cut back a bit tomorrow.  But it will be at least 30 minutes.  I want to make it to Day 21.

By the way, in watching pounds again, I realized that while I’ve raved over Carmine Famiglietti’s acting and Matthew Bonifacio’s directing, I haven’t raved nearly enough about Michael Aronov, who plays Neil’s drug addicted best friend, Sacco.  Oh wow, can that man act.  On the official “Lbs.” site, I remember seeing him described as a chameleon.  And that’s so true.  In fact, he is in “Amexicano,” too, and I think I was well into the movie before I realized that it was the same guy!  Anyway, he’s great, and I’ll be looking for him in other things, too.